I was blown away by the guys on 13th street in Billings, Montana. This community of men includes [but is not limited to] the four listed above. It’s a community fueled by acceptance, support, accountability, and LOVE. These guys effortlessly found a balance of boyish fun and gentlemen kindness that I couldn’t help but fall in love with. They were constantly offering a hand at the door, a laugh (either genuine or a supportive pity one), a bite of food when they saw that look in our eyes, or musical entertainment. What a pleasant surprise it was to feel at home in a place that is SO far from home. The boys in Montana will forever be engrained in my heart.
I met them with a handshake, and left them with a ‘this-is-not-goodbye-its-a-see-you-later’ hug.