Despite growing up so many miles apart, spending time together every summer as kids made it feel like you were the brother I never had. Luckily, we both ended up in Philly…

Who knows where we even met?! From the streets of Ballard to drinking bottled water in Los Angeles to Billy Joel in Philly and cheesecake in NYC, I'm sure the adventures will continue for years to come.

You're the "twin" I never knew I wanted. Thanks for being my best friend and roommate for most of my life... even if you stole Pants' love.

I’ve always enjoyed watching you grow, from helping coach your basketball team at Girls, Inc. to helping you with math in high school. Now that you’ve really grown into a responsible adult, I couldn’t be more proud to call you my sister.

Truly my ride or die, I know you’re always down for a road trip and a good time. From Coachella to Red Rocks, and from Gulf Shores to Manchester – if it’s hip, we’ve done it. I can’t wait to see where our next trip takes us…

You'll always be some guy that stole my warm light at Christmas, but I am so glad that we had the opportunity to get close while I lived in Lexington. Every Bubbles needs a Chatty Cathy.

We have literally been all over the world losing at every team competition since 2007, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I love the story of how we met in that hotel lobby in Bangkok. "Hi. I'm Steen." "That's my name too!" "Really?" "No, but that's what all my friends call me." The rest is history.

We’ve come a long way since we first met on a school trip to France back in 2004. From surviving house fires to drunken nights screaming about the fall of the Roman Empire while dismantling Thanksgiving leftovers, I’m incredibly lucky to have you by my side.

Thank God for trivia and the best trivia host of all time. Thanks for being my Seattle family and my sister for life.

If we hadn’t had that chance encounter at the Half Barrel, I’m sure it would’ve happened at The Hill sooner or later anyways. From our days stomping around The Fort like we owned the place (which wasn’t really a stretch) to our more recent visits in Little Rock, Seattle, Atlanta, and more, I know you’re always ready to go – and also ready to break my coffee table.

When I took the job at Pointmarc, I never imagined that I would make friends with the socialist selling buttons on the bus. Thanks for always being there for me and encouraging me to be spontaneous, whether it's a trip to Portland to see the Avett Brothers or a trip to Spain because we are both unemployed.

Since we met on the first day of kindergarten, we’ve always been inseparable. From high school days spent together on drumline and in your aunt’s basement to rooming together in so many different houses, we’ve legitimately hung out through it all. I know I can always count on you when I need a friend.

We’ve traveled far and wide, and we’ve sat at home and done nothing. Regardless of where we are, you and I always make it a fun time. Years ago, we once stayed up (literally) all night watching the Aussie Rules Football Grand Final. I should’ve known then that you’d follow an Aussie girl home one day! But while we may live across the globe, you’re always my bro.

Thanks for being my rock of Little Rock. You are always there to listen and be supportive... even when I asked you to leave me at the end of the half marathon because I thought I might actually throw up on you. I am so lucky to have you in my life.

All I can say is Team KY for life. We somehow managed to form an incredible friendship via Skype for Business that led to Christmastime sleepovers, waking up to a stray cat ON you in our hostel in Turkey, DC visits, and learning that Nissan Sentras do not require diesel fuel. I can't wait to come see you in Amman!

I’ll never forget our lazy summer afternoons playing Starcraft and Counterstrike together as kids, nor our fantastic LAN parties through high school. Later, when all our other math-nerd friends became engineers, you stayed the course in Economics – and I couldn’t have done the same without you.

Jennifer and I have “known” each other since high school, but we didn’t really connect until we had the same fiancé. We have adventured in Trenton (go Vols), Philly, Nashville, Bonnaroo, and Oak Ridge. I’m excited to see where the future takes our friendship.

As my companion through grad school, I wouldn’t have my PhD without you. Five years’ worth of early mornings and late nights in the office (plus some Call of Duty every now and then) makes a bond that can never be broken. You always know the right thing to do, and you’ve always got the math to prove it.

It's hard to believe that we have festivaled in TN, TX, and MI. You are the best festival mom, whether someone needs glitter, emergen-c, or a hug. Thanks for always being someone that people can count on and for always being so darn fun.

From playing AYSO together in high school to watching Neil Young together from a mud pit in New Orleans, every memory we have is special. You’re the only person in hospitality who would serve me an oyster shot with Fireball – though everyone else who had one is now sober. I can’t wait to take my next one with you at the Ritz in Miami.

When I think of childhood, think of spending all night hanging out in your basement, playing video games and chatting about crushes. Days spent walking home from school along the railroad tracks – while drinking giant bottles of soda – are the epitome of a carefree yesteryear. I couldn’t have asked for a better or kinder friend, then or now.

From France to South Carolina and from Asheville to Chicago, we’ve done just about everything together. We’ve “snuck” into football games and been to countless festivals and concerts. Yet beyond all the experiences, some of the best moments have always been those when we simply throw on some tunes, have a few beers, and just talk.

Our first time meeting was the perfect analogy for the friendship that soon blossomed. It only took a few beers for us to realize that we had way more in common with each other than we did with the girl who connected us – we’d even both been at the same Radiohead and Rage sets at Lollapalooza nearly a decade earlier. Since that fateful night in Little Rock, our constant discussions about music, life, and everything in between have truly been my “rock”

As my oldest friend, I’ve literally known you my entire life. Our parents met while pregnant with us, walking around the neighborhood. From drumline to church to everything in between, we’ve quite literally grown up together – and the depth and consistency of our friendship is a testament to that.