I met Jorge when I was 21. We both worked at Papa Johns on Falls of Neuse south of the belt line. We hit it off rather quickly and ended up being roommates. Within the first few weeks of bonding he confided in me that he was wanted by the US Marshals. I didn't really believe him. One day I came home to our house in ruin. All the dogs were out of the kennels, everything was chewed up. Poop and pee everywhere.

The Marshals had shown up and taken Jorge away.

Over the years Jorge and I talked less and less. When we do catch up it is a mixture of new found soberness and a love for life or a sad addicted again situation.

I love Jorge and hope he is well.

At the end of the episode I share a song I wrote about Jorge.