Kirk Crane

They say time heals all wounds ... they're wrong. The emptiness is still there as are the guilt's. The passing of time has not lessened either.<p>My name is Kirk ... Kirk Crane. I'm big. Six-two the last time I was measured; maybe more now. To look at me you'd think I was skinny. You'd be mistaken. I'm two hundred and sixteen pounds of bedrock muscle. I can kill with guns or my hands and I have.<p>What I'm trying to say is I'm not the type of person you would want to have a confrontation with. My friends what few there were found this comforting. My enemies and there were many did not feel the same.<p>The hard thing is not knowing what you want to do ... the going back and forth with indecision. This was not my problem ... I had made my decision ... I knew what I was going to do.