That burly, troubled, spirited man above, depicted while supervising the construction of the metal bridge on the Montgomery Road, was the love of my life. We went to jail together in Roane County when I was still in diapers. He ran off the road, drunk, and I had shat myself well. I remember it. No shit. I now have to be honest, he is one of two of those whom I've loved more intensely that the gravity.
