This guy, though I didn't know him. I wish to hell I'd known somebody like him when I was in high school. It's a measure of how fast the world's changing that there was nobody like him when I was in high school.
This broad--and she was, in the best of all possible senses, a broad. Didn't know her, but I did meet her (at a gay-j thing, I think it was, where she spoke), and she was funny and warm and not the least bit taken by her success.
And yes, this horse. I know, it doesn't make any sense -- but it breaks my heart that he didn't get to live out his life doing the stud thing, getting laid and eating the good hay and not having to run.
Here's my wish: We should all be as moved by the people around us, by their triumphs and their agonies, as we were by this animal and his.