
Friendship.Friendship in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
In my closet back home, there is a large clear plastic storage bin. Inside, jammed under layers and layers of old clothing and used toys like a buried fossil, is a small plastic picture frame. Within it, slid neatly between clear plastic covers, is a wallet-sized photograph. I know this because I packed that bin, the bin of items that I deemed non-essential to my new life in the dormitories. I've moved on from that box and the items in it, having long since discarded the knowledge of its various contents, but for some reason, I've been thinking about that picture lately. The picture of two children in the back of a red pickup tru