My brother in law was a prisoner of war. My sister had no idea the torture he had survived. My sister had a renewed compassion for the man that took her off the street. Go her off drugs, sent to the University of Wyoming to get her nursing degree. Yet he was fighting his own demons. My sister now understand him. He had a masters degree and without notice he will leave home without his wallet and phone and live homeless. He is upper middle class and is a wanderer. I actually like him better that I like my sister. I hate it when he leaves. At least he takes the dogs with him. I love this.
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