"you're strange?what do ya have to hide? your wings? your wings are you. your wings are beautiful." he smiles. "thanks, Jack"

The game of life is such a perculiar ordeal. You'll find that when players like you and me give up half way through, it's usually the end of the road. But what if somebody's there to drag them to the very end, despite their fixated mind set? In a way, their strong will makes up for your own. It's time we realize how lucky we are to have those people in our game of life. People like