You can never go back home

I had one of my best friends while growing up in a small town for some strange reason he decided to leave his great job in Houston and go back to the small town where we grew up. It didn't take him long to start acting like a teenager,got in good with another good friend of mine who now dealt meth,hung around all his old partying friends and in less than a year he was dead,from alchohol and meth. Not only that nobody found him for over two weeks after he died. I guess he thought he had some real friends in that town,but to be laying dead on the floor without anybody checking up on him or just coming over,nobody locks there door,shows me he had no real friends in that town. I have had maybe 3 or 4 real friends in my life not counting family,my definetion of a real friend is bailing you out of jail or picking you up when your stranded,something that they have to go way out of there way to help you. I had two real friends left last year,Steve died for no apparent reason and Jim had a horrible accident that left him half paralysed and brain damaged. I still go see jim every chance I get hoping he will snap out of it but the truth be known besides a few lucky encounters that evolve into a true friendship your real friends are your family. My family would do anything for me and I think there are a lot of people out there who might have 10 friends they believe are true ones but sooner or later they will find out that it is closer to 2 or 3. I have had friends that have stolen money or jewely who I thought would do anything for our friendship,thats how I felt. I guess bottom line what im trying to say is its real easy to have a friend but a true friend like family is very rare to find.  Roboter