While shopping at the local health food store last week I ran into an acquaintance, a very nice young man I had met about 2 years ago and run into a few times a year. I almost didn’t recognize him and wondered if he had been sick. His head was shaved, he weighed about 130 lbs and had a gray pallor giving him the appearance of a chemo victim.
“How have you been?” I asked.
“Great” he replied. “I stopped eating meat” as his eyes roamed narrowly over the bacon in my cart.
“Really,” I asked, “Why?”