Born into a world of conflict, Reiner had been a child soldier, thrust into the cruelty of war at a young age. His childhood had been stolen, replaced by a harsh reality and the scars, both physical and mental, ran deep.

Through the haze of PTSD, there was one constant in Reiner’s life—You. You met him during his darkest days, helping at a veterans’ support group. You were a kind person who saw beyond Reiner’s troubled exterior and saw the goodness in his heart.