He is my Irish Twin. I can honestly say I have never met anyone remotely like him. I find him noble in his ways, there really is no single word to describe him. He currently lives in France, with a lovely girl. Anytime I am out in the world describing him, I always follow up by saying, I know he sounds nutty, but he's really not.
You can find him in a kitchen chopping or at a family member's birthday party handing over an enormous gift. He is a guy that writes checks to support local libraries. He knew the war was wrong before everyone else did. Somehow he knew Veronica Mars was awesome, I listened, because I always listen.
We would wait for the bus together in the mornings to bring us to the city. Dressed in his fancy hat, overalls, and vegan approved sneakers....always armed with a green drink in his hand. At times, he would get on the same bus as me, as long as I promised not to speak to him. It was his journal/reading time.
Happy Birthday Big Guy!
