“Living on the street wasn’t the best time of my life. Add the drug addiction and sex for drugs, and it was the worst time ever. I couldn’t find any focus in my life. The glassblowing didn’t help. Down and out, I didn’t care.
“I was fortunate I didn’t catch AIDS or a different sexually transmitted disease. I was also fortunate that Rod Helsinger saved my life. I love that man and always will. He’s an angel.”
“Rumor has it that you still stay in touch with Rod.”
“It’s true. He’s one of my best friends. He’s living in Taiwan. Loves it there. I try to visit him about twice a year, but really don’t like to leave the island. Honestly, I owe him my life. Not only did he save me from the streets, but he created a career for me.”
Intrigued, I asked, “Are the two of you still lovers?”
He shook his head. “We don’t care about each other that way anymore. Life changes like that for men who are long-term friends. I guess it has everything to do with maturity.”