Thanks to a series of ear infections, he lost his hearing as a child. For several months, he was stone deaf — and the accompanying fluid build-up caused developmental issues in his brain. He struggled to learn to talk. He was a man of few words.
But what he lacked in words, he more than made up for in actions. He was all heart. He possessed a sixth sense of empathy; the ability to read other people like books. The young man listened. Observed. Watched. Soaked in other’s needs. He didn’t talk a good game — he acted. Others would tell you what they were going to do. He just did it.
His blue eyes twinkled. A Shakespearean vocabulary could not express the wisdom he could with a look. And he backed that look up actions.
He was a leader in every sense of the word. I’ve learned from his wisdom. I’ve learned from his example.
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