This is Frank James. I met him in Fayetteville, NC as I was waiting on a bus transfer at the Greyhound station. He showed me where to find some food at the local Subway, because there wasn’t anything open near the bus. We walked a mile together and he told me a short version of his life story.
Frank was in town at the time to go get treatment at the VA hospital for some type of throat cancer. He’s convinced that it’s from exposure to Agent Orange from when he was in Vietnam. The military won’t admit it. He told me that his son is in the Army right now fighting in Iraq. Crazy.
He was a funny, upbeat guy though. I gave him $3 for lunch because he had been robbed the day before, and I know how that feels.
Awwww, that is awesome, you are so sweet. :)