When I met Michael a few years ago at an Open House, he found it difficult to talk to me, he most stayed in his room or in his car. Since then, he got married to Becca, a good friend of mine, and he has worked long and hard and painfully to deal with his PTSD and face the world.

I hadn’t seen him in a awhile, he came to our Open House and we had dinner with him Saturday night. I was shocked at how much progress he has made, how comfortable and funny and  interesting he is.

He is a brave  warrior for sure, off and on the battlefield. I said I was struggling with issues relating to friendship lately, and he said he would be happy to be friend. I am happy to be  his friend. We shook on it.

And I loved taking his portrait in the rain, I told him he looked like a Druid in Star Wars with the hood. He is a special human being, it is nice to be a friend. We had so much more in common than either of us imagined.