OK, it’s not really a man-crush. You know, I guess. Hell, maybe it is. Maybe I should call it a “bro-mance.” I heard someone way cooler than I am use that term once. Perhaps this is how one feels. And I’m secure enough to call it that.
Corry Lee Smith and I were hsv.general denizens for years. He’s got a strong libertarian streak, and he brings biting humor cut with occasional obscure pop culture references to the table. Also, he’s a talented photographer, an ardent college football fan, and a radio communications enthusiast.
That I’m a fan is hardly surprising.
I am acquainted with a great many neat people, and I read more than a few folks daily. But Corry is one of the only people who regularly makes me think “I wish I’d written that.” The guy’s got a way.