I met a Very Brave Man last week at physical therapy. He was in a house fire and was burned all over. He doesn't remember most of it. He was burned so badly that the doctors induced a coma. They didn't really think that he would recover to the extent that he has.
But there he was. Living, breathing, and walking, even if it was slowly and uncertain. He was a Very Brave Man. I am more than thankful to have met him. His gentle spirit, but determined spirit has left an impression on me that I can't forget.
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