This is Pete...says he was a boxer, says he was an Airborne Ranger in Vietnam, says he is a drunk, and says he is sick. His face says all those things.
For a very fleeting moment in life, Pete and I became friends. He didn't ask me for money, he asked me to take his picture, and after I stuck around to listen to his drunken ramblings about the war going on in his head, and I gave him some $$, he suddenly stood at attention, saluted, and said, "Bless you, sir". He then turned and walked away, our friendship over. His battered face is still in my mind(taken yesterday in Baltimore, MD).
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