Beyond the Horizon

This fall I came to know a homeless man in my town named Mack.  Today I learned that he died on Friday.  Apparently Mack had a stroke and no one knew it for several days.  He died at a local hospital.  A United States Army veteran and one genuinely nice guy.  I remember his laugh when I showed Mack the photo I'd taken of him.  "It's good..." he said, smiling.   "It's good."

Here's my portrait: Mack