Randy has been my best friend since we were 4...so many stories. The story that has been most recently on my mind was 20+ years ago, when we were both traveling to Nashville to cover our sales territories. Turns out we were both in Nashville for the same night..."James, don't stay at the Motel 6, I have a suite and you can stay with me". We visited as if we hadn't been apart for the years that we had. Stayed up late asking each other questions that would pop into our minds – even though we were in our late 20's we started whispering the later it got as if Mr. or Mrs. Wolf were about to come into the hotel room and tell us we had 5 more minutes before we had to stop talking. The next morning as I was getting ready for work, Randy came in the room from a morning jog – his arms full of urine cather kits, and assorted product samples that I was needing to make my sales call. My car had been broken into over the night, and the thief had discarded my bag of samples slowly as he ran away from what he was hoping to be a more lucrative break-in. Randy gathered up a miles worth of useless gauze, bandaids, catheters, etc and shorted his run, then came back and asked if he could help me figure out how to get my window repaired...typical Wolf-man.
Jim (not James) Henke
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