Jeff Klitzner was a magical hobo, who slept under bridges, abandoned apartments, cramped rabbinical school dorms, and in places you would never consider. He went out there in search of experience, to taste and touch, and to feel as much as a man can, before he repents. He was a proud Tennessean, and he loved messing with people's assumptions about life and why they won't let themselves live out their own dreams. He was the man.