Remembering a shoe-shine man

(This is a column I wrote several years ago in remembrance to a very special man. I still miss him to this day as he would always remind me what really mattered in life. God Bless you, Harry." THE SHOE SHINE MAN Every time I look down at my boots, I think of Harry. The first time I met Harry, I was looking at his face. He was looking at my boots. I first met Harry back in late 1999. He