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I have a few friends that go back close to 2 decades, but my longest friend is my best friend, who I've known since we were about 12. I met him when I moved back to Jersey when I was 12, after living in Colorado from the time I was 5-12. His grandmother lived next door to us. We moved in February of 1995 and I think I met him a week later. He lived a couple towns over. We were pretty much inseparable from that point onward. We had the same interests. We were hanging out every day for damn near 12 years, unless one of us was out of town or something. When I got my first apartment, I got an apartment in the same building that he and his then-girlfriend were living in. This annoyed her, as it meant that he was downstairs hanging out with me or I was up there talking with him the whole night.
I became very close with his grandmother until she died in late 2008. We both wound up in Florida, but 4 hours apart. He works up in Jersey/New York, but has the Summer's off and either visits me or I drive down to South Florida to visit him. I really do think I'm lucky, as not many people have such a good lifelong friend.
Having lifelong friends is a blessing, I wouldn't have it any other way. You and your lifelong friends can go days, weeks or months without speaking, but when y'all click up again, it's like old times.