One year at the fair, Mad Dog told me to park my car on the backside of the midway, behind the Tilt-a-Whirl. I did this for eleven days (when offered a good parking spot on a midway, you take it without question) but what I didn’t realize when I started was that people were going to exit the Tilt-a-Whirl and brace themselves against my car while they threw up that funnel cake they just ate. Thank God it rained a lot that year.
(with all due respect to his lovely wife).
Fourteen years ago, there was a young photographer who walked up to you on one of her first assignments. She was a little nervous about asking your name as she was surrounded by celebrities and believed you might be someone she should already know. As it happened, you graciously told her your name (and spelled it) without the slightest whiff of irritation. If I remember right, she hid her surprise pretty well, because the name was all too familiar. In an effort to both educate herself and intensify her personal humiliation, she went home and looked you up.
Months later, after she had met approximately seven thousand new people, the same thing happened again. And again, you were a class act. You even went so far as to shake her hand and make her feel appreciated when in fact, you could just as easily have walked away or made her feel small.
Now, all these years later, this woman has taken your picture maybe thirty times. Out of habit, she pays close attention, not to the way people look but to the way they behave and you my friend, have earned your own special category. Granted, she doesn’t know anything about you personally. You may go home every night and kick your dog, but she doubts it. You have a habit of looking at people instead of through them which leads her to believe that you might treat the guy who mows your grass with the same respect you’d offer to your colleagues. No press agent will ever figure out how to manufacture that.
Everyone probably knows by now, that you are likely the greatest guitar player in the world. She thinks they might also like to know that Soul Man was more than just a song.