If you are going for a walk in Las Vegas be prepared to pay because you never know when you're going to come across a panhandler. Well, the other day I decided to walk down to my neighborhood Walgreen's. And directly in my path stood a homeless man with his guitar. I thought about crossing the street early to avoid him. But what fun would that be?
"Would you like me to play a few chords for you?" the homeless man says as I am walking by him. "What the hell buddy, let's hear what you got," I respond. I figure if I was going to give this guy a few bucks, he might as well earn it. He then looks at me and says, "I bet you're too young for this one, but let me know what you think anyways." He then breaks into a cappella rendition of Buddy Holly's Peggy Sue. As I watch him sing and play his guitar, a warm feeling comes over me. It was obvious he was happy, if just for the brief time he was singing for me. He was happy- not to mention the excellent job he was doing on the number.
After finishing, he asks what I thought of his performance. I tell him this, "Not bad brother. I can tell you have skills. For a minute, I thought I was standing next to Buddy Holly in the flesh." After I say that, a big smile comes across his face. "You are far too kind sir, there will only be one Buddy Holly, but thank-you for being so gracious." Judging by his manners and the twang in his voice. I was guessing he hailed from Texas. I then told him to keep up the good work and that I had to be on my way. As I'm leaving, he yells this, "Friend, this is my corner, next week I'll be playing Roy Orbison! So be sure to stop by and take a listen!"
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