SHE GAVE HIM A TEDDY BEAR, AND HE TOOK OFF HIS SUNGLASSES TO HIDE THE TEARS
His name patch said “Lucky.” But the man sitting on the curb didn’t look like he’d had much luck in a long time. It happened at a biker charity event — the kind filled with roaring engines, the smell of exhaust, and laughter that rattled the air. My sister had dragged me there, promising good food and “a little…