I met Rich Millhouse when he was still a student at Centerville High School. That would have been about 1979. At that time he was starting a job at JCPenney at the Dayton Mall and soon he was working for me in the Photo Department.
We quickly became good friends. Myself and Loren Shade visited him at Bowling Green State University when he was a student. One year he accompanied me on vacation to Bear Lake, Michigan. Another year we climbed Mount Katahdin in Maine. And I visited his home many times (and vice versa) getting to know his family ... and he mine.
Rich was not just any friend. And when he married Martha, I gained two of my dearest friends.
Nowadays they live in Budapest, Hungary. He is the pastor of the Danube International Church.
Tom and I don't see them often but they're currently in the United States for six months. Rich contacted me to see if we might have lunch. So today we met at Fazoli's in Moraine.
We were tying to decide when we got together the last time. Was it five years ago in 2021? In any case, we had lunch at the same place.
He's nearing retirement (he'll be 64 in September). The pair will probably return the US to live sometime in the future.
Our lives are regularly brightened by many events. But none, I think, mean as much as close friends.
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