It must have been hard for him to be that tall and strong and have his body betray him so badly with the asthma and pain from his neck and collarbone, and his shin splints. I suspect he had other medical problems he didn't confide in us, probably at the least a bad case of acid reflux, since I found medication for that.
It must have been hard for him to feel that he was getting older and not finding anyone to share his life, that he had no children.
But here in these photos he was still healthy and optimistic, still had his long hair, though his hairline was already receding, still had that wonderful smile.
He is wearing a chain mail necklace he made himself, even the links.
It's hard to believe these photos were taken twenty years ago. Where did the years go? How did they go so fast?