This young gentleman is Lee Alan Wiles. If you asked me how Lee came into my life, I wouldn't know how to give you a straight answer, though I could probably make one up. Our friendship was an accident, but a happy one. I think the best friendships often are.
Lee is the quintessential good-old-boy. Loves Jesus, loves America, loves his mama. Beyond that exterior, which is true and good and of such merit, is a genuine zeal for the life he leads. His friends are his treasure, and his loyalty is a fire raging hot. A song he loves becomes nirvana, elevating him and those around him to a place of transformation - even if that transformation is just a 60 second dance party. His word is his bond, he is trustworthy to his core. Oh, and he's got a mean sweet tooth.
This guy is leaving for training for the Air Force in February. I will miss the hell out of him, but I'm beyond proud to call him my friend.