Man, I worshipped him as a kid. He had long hair and could play the guitar like a monster. He was so cool.
But then, what I really remember are the small moments when he let the humanity through.
Like when he saw my physics textbook with the superconductor on the cover sitting on my bed and he said he wanted to devour it the way Blimpie does hamburgers.
He had done all the things I thought I’d want. But what he really wanted was knowledge. Education.
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