While I usually post a quote along with my “Friday’s Thought” photo, tonight I’ve decided to share a true story.
On my way home from teaching this evening, I decided to walk instead of taking the subway. (Along the way I passed by the Plaza Hotel and took the photograph you see above.) At around 70th Street my feet started to get tired – I had walked almost 2 miles – so I boarded a bus for the remaining twenty-some blocks home. I was almost at my stop when the man sitting behind me asked if the case next to me contained a violin. I responded “yes” and the following conversation followed:
Man: You must rock da violin! I play da gitar.
Me: Oh, really? Is it an electric guitar?
Man: Yah, I got it rigged to play both ‘coustic and ‘lectric. A priest bought it for me.
Man: Yah. I homeless. Actually, I like to say apartment-less. We’s all got a home. This earth be our home…and we all goin’ back in it when we be done.
Me: Yes…We all start the same and end the same.
Man: You be an Angel and I gonna make you smile. Ya know where da Goldfish keep his money?
Me: No. Where?
Man: In da riverbank!
Me: Hah! That’s funny. I’ve got one for you then. Do you know where the King keeps his armies?
Man: I heard that told ’bout Napoleon. In his sleevies, of course!
Me: That’s right!
Man: And, I got ‘nother one for you. Know why the witches wear name tags?
Me: No. Why?
Man: So they’s can tell which witch which!
Me: Hah! I love it!
And with that, we were at my stop.
He waved at me as the bus drove off. I smiled and waved back. As the days grow darker and darker, it’s comforting to remember that this is the season of light. It shone brightly on the bus tonight.