Brian

After the war, he didn't say much-always wearing an old wool hat to cover his head. He says,"There's alot going on up there and some of it might get the idea of escaping out into the world of people's opinions." One day, I came upon him hat off, petting a stray dog-the dog slobbering all over where the hat used to be. He says,"She loves to kiss." But I know she's licking the wounds that never seem to heal.