I grew up with Kevin in Anchorage, AK. We went to Romig Junior High and West High together. One day Kevin came to school with a bruised hand. Kevin sometimes had bad dreams. Doctors call them “night terrors”. Back to the story—Kevin had bruised his hand by punching the Bruce Lee poster on his wall during the middle of the night. Coming out of sleep he thought it was (understandably) an intruder.

I told him to take that dang poster down, but I think he kept it up for a few more years because he liked Bruce Lee. Regardless, Kevin is one of my favorite people on the planet.