I first met Dale Pertcheck in the summer of 1965, shortly after high school graduation when I was 17 before I began college in September and before I had turned 18 in November of that year.
Transpose that age of 17 then to my age of 71 now in December of 2018 (and the December of my life) and I can tell you that Dale has always been there for me. I consider myself extremely fortunate to have such a true friend in Dale Pertcheck.
I think of Dale often and how supportive he has always been of me. I have known some other friends longer and some for less time, a few of whom have been good friends, but none who have been as true, supportive, loyal, and nonjudgmental as has Dale.
Regardless of all that has transpired over the more than 5 decades since our first encounter, Dale has always been, and still is, there for me. I treasure my lifelong friend, Dale Pertcheck, more than words could ever adequately express and more than he could ever know.
To Dale, I say,
“Thank you, Dale, you have been my achor during my entire adult life.”