my boss is a good and decent man. we have talked about our time in the war and some of the fucked up shit we saw and did. one time on the way back from lunch we were first on the scene of a horrible crash. we both ran over there and made sure everybody was OK, called the police, and stayed on the scene afterwards to make sure the people involved we allright. it brought us closer together I consider us good friends. We also bond over our hatred of niggers, democrats, and trannies. I wish he had heeded my advice to buy crypto, but he always had some excuse, oh well. I will shake his hand wish him the best and stay in contact with him because that what friends do.