Zorn
You know when I was twelve I looked out from home plate on this dirty little baseball diamond in the middle of Linthimcum or whatever and I saw this monster of a child. He was like 6'2" and he threw hard as hell and he screamed when he did it. This was my first impression of Chris Zorn. A big goofy hot head that threw really hard. Unfortunately this persona went with him for another 5 years as we would play ball together or against each other. I always liked Zorn but he was so alpha and loud that he grated against both me and my friends sometimes. And that made it difficult to always like him. It's not as though I didn't like Zorn he just went to a different school and had different friends form the rest of the inner-baseball/hig schoo circle so it was difficult to sort of hang out or get to know him. But, one day I just absolutely fell in love with him.
It was maybe the second day of my second year at College and I was walking through the hall and I saw this big thing in front of me hugging his girfriend. It was Zorn and I was happier than shit because I really didn;t have any friends at that school, because I worked about 50 hours a week and had a full time girlfriend. I didn't really need anyone there. But, when I saw Zorn my entire social life at that school jiust went into overdrive. We played baseball, drank beer, played cards, shared stories and pretty much everything else together for the next 3 years. He became one of my best friends. You see I never knew what a wonderful caring sincere and thoughtful person he was. He is like me in so many ways that I thought I should have seen it earlier on but I just didn't. I have never met a more giving person. He gives with emotion and that's kind of rare. He doesn't give money or anything like that. He gives you respect via his words.
Most of my friends are apt to make fun of each other when in front of people we don't know. While I find this atrocious sometimes I also find it rather endearing as if to say ,"this is our circle and we have no need to impress anyone who is no in it". But, Big Z shares love with everyone. He vouches for you and tells people what a good person you are. He shares your best traits with the rest of the world. He goes around waving your banner in public so that you may be accepted amongst people you may not know. I find this extremely rare. I find this extremely endearing. All the other accolades about great people also apply to him. If I need anything he would help me, if I was out of line he would tell me, if I was alone he would cheer me up. There are few better men that I know. And there are few people that I would want around me everyday in order to enjoy life.
