You have those friends that make you laugh, those friends that show such care, those friends that spending time with forms the very best stories. I have found that friendship in a group of three. I will call them Betty, Archie, and Jughead. I affectionately call them the crew, and they call me Ms. Mel, even though I am 10-20 years younger than each of them. I have known them since I was 15, so 26 years. They stayed in a boarding home with my brother, a safe place for Schizophrenics while they get their medications regulated. This place also taught them coping mechanisms and how to act in social situations. We go out to eat, to the flea market, to do important errands, and the Christmas Light show. I am the first one they call if they ever have a problem, ranging from how to fill out tax forms to how to connect a television. They never forget my birthday or Christmas, giving me precious cards and presents such as packs of tissue and pens, hand sanitizer, and a bush of pink flowers which is displayed in my bedroom. The way they care for each other is extraordinary. Archie is going blind, so Betty and Jughead help him up steps so he doesn't fall, places items in his hands, and make sure his house is clean. Every holiday they all cook and get together to have a big feast. The crew is so kind and will help anyone that crosses their path. They each struggle to do daily activities, but they are always there to help each other out. The crew has such hopes and dreams that they share with me, not even thinking that their illness might prevent them from doing the things on their list. Each one fills me with hope and inspires me to strive for better, to be better, to do better. I hope one day I can be the kind of human that Betty, Archie, and Jughead are.