Black

He wears black. All the time. All black all the time. Now for most people this would be a symbol for sadness, and item that could label him emo or the like but for him it was simply a color.

“It goes with everything,” he would say and people agree. The thing about him you see was he was much too happy, too energetic, too involved in life to put under such a label or any for that matter. Yet for the older generation that saw him, he was a concern.

“He will blow up the church,” they would say. But everyone knew better. It was just him and that color is what made him, him.