Reflection

You were a handsome man with coarse brown hair and the physique of one who has labored. Your eyes are my eyes; hazel, with craters of brown, not unlike a cat's. The length of our legs and shortness of torso are shared.

It's the smile that I remember the most. When it stretched across your face it had a way of canceling your physical prowess. A charming smile, enhanced by shining eyes, could capture the attention of a crowded room. The depth of your laughter and eloquence of speech could easily convince the most critical. You had the gift of "people winning"; you would go out of your way to help those in need, in an unobtrusive and extremely sincere way. You had a heart that bled for those less fortunate than your own state of misfortune. You would find a way to give, even if it meant a great loss for you...read more