I thought I was too old to make new friends. A bold move proved me wrong.

The author (in yellow) with her new set of friends at a bar in Connecticut. Courtesy of Dean Smith Two of my best friends recently told me they were moving hundreds of miles out of state. I felt depressed because I thought it would be hard to make new friendships as a Gen X. A chance encounter in a bar with another soccer fan turned my pessimism around. I hosted a good friend for drinks over the holidays. She told me that she, her husband and kids were leaving our New York City suburb for a...