I have two. The first is when I talked him into coming to our 20th reunion and the amount of grace he showed to all the bullies who had picked on him. Later we sat and laughed and talked about how they reacted to seeing what a "strong young man". (hahaha) he had grown into. The second was another trip I made to visit and he did something special for my visit then spent the next three days at Chrissy's apartment with us just goofing off and telling stories.
I loved him very much. Good friends are very hard to come by in this world and I thought of him as one. I kept trying to find him when we lost touch , not knowing he was in shade. I am sorry I never got to see him again.