He's been blogging for over a year. He reads my blog. (Never comments.) And yet I had no idea he's online, furiously posting massive essays about once a week--such is his modesty. If I hadn't come and visited Hanna, I might never have known.
Ladies and gentlemen: Ryan, a thoughtful, intelligent, young man, a committed, Christian man, a man you don't want to get married around. (Yes, that's a friend he had kidnapped, blindfolded, and left to find his way back to civilization with a GPS unit and a bus pass, somewhere in Calgary.)
We may not always see eye to eye, but we root for the same hockey team. Good enough.