By MP Boss
Down the street, sitting outside at a table at a small restaurant, the boy’s Sir sits dressed in leather, with a fellow friend dressed in leather as well. They drink their beers as their Harley’s are parked in close sight. How did you figure out who he was, the man asked Sir.
It was a challenge. He would send me pictures, but would blur out his face and name tag. One day he sent me a picture of himself in his ACU uniform, pants unzipped and in a begging stance, in that picture there was enough of his shoulder unit patch showing that I was able to locate the unit. He had told me his first name a long time ago and I figured he had forgotten that detail, since he had no interest in making fantasy a reality. From there, I searched through pictures online and matched a name and his body to them. It was easy from there,
