On Seeing Chibs from SOA

I recently found myself uncertain of which direction to go while hiking near the Hollywood sign. A man helped me.

Here is a recap of our conversation, written 1 minute after the encounter:

A man approached, I asked him for guidance. As he answered I noticed it was Chibs from Sons of Anarchy. He simply stated, “It’s that way, a bit of a hike.” He then turned away and continued on his journey. I never acknowledged I recognized him.

Here is a recap of our conversation written 3 minutes after the encounter:

A man approached, I asked him for guidance. As he answered I noticed it was Chibs from Sons of Anarchy. He simply stated, “It’s that way, a bit of a hike.” He then turned away and continued on his journey. I never acknowledged I recognized him, but sensed him watching us march off into the distance. As I turned to look back his way, I saw him standing, with an outstretched hand, reaching for us and a single tear rolling down his right cheek. He whispered “I’ll never forget you.”

Here is a recap of our conversation written 6 minutes after the encounter:

A man approached, I asked him for guidance. As he answered I noticed it was Chibs from Sons of Anarchy. He simply stated, “It’s that way, a bit of a hike.” He then turned away and continued on his journey. I never acknowledged I recognized him, but sensed him watching us march off into the distance. As I turned to look back his way, I saw him standing, with an outstretched hand, reaching for us and a single tear rolling down his right cheek. He whispered “I’ll never forget you.” A second tear began rolling down his face, miraculously healing the scar on his right cheek*.

Here is a recap of our conversation written 9 minutes after the encounter:

A man approached, I asked him for guidance. As he answered I noticed it was Chibs from Sons of Anarchy. He simply stated, “It’s that way, a bit of a hike.” He then turned away and continued on his journey. I never acknowledged I recognized him, but sensed him watching us march off into the distance. As I turned to look back his way, I saw him standing, with an outstretched hand, reaching for us and a single tear rolling down his right cheek. He whispered “I’ll never forget you.” A second tear began rolling down his face, miraculously healing the scar on his right cheek. I curtsied Chibs farewell and continued on my hike. As I neared the top of the path I noticed a plaque affixed to the side of the hill. It read:

Hey, Rachel. It's me. Just checking in. Hope you're enjoying your hike. Have a great day.

-Chibs

P.S. I don't know how to put this but you actually ended up getting murdered on the way up. But being Chibs I worked diligently to solve your murder and went back and time to prevent the perpetrator's birth thereby saving your life. You should be all set.

 *Thanks, Matt.