Contrary to popular belief, my 90s internet friend is still around.
Back in 1995, I spent hours on a dial up BBS for guitar players. Most folks now say those early web chats were just for bored teens. I strongly disagree. I connected with a guy from another state who taught me chords over slow email. We sent tapes of our playing through the mail for feedback. When my amp broke, he mailed me a part from his stash. We finally met in 1998 at a small show, and it felt like family. Today, he's the best man at my wedding next month. Those pixelated talks built a real bond that outlasts many offline ones.