He looked like a short haired biker. Burly with a seemingly permanent don't fuck with me expression on his face. He spent 20 years in the military and left with PTSD. He said he walked around for years not feeling anything. And that cost him. He'd lost a lot. We talked for a while. He told me that therapy at the VA just overwhelmed him by making him re-live his past trauma. He told me about one thing that did help keep him going. He watched The Wizard of Oz at least once a month. Tears came. Innocence still lives within us. Even now.
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