A couple of years ago, while waiting for the bus, I met a man who changed my life. I didn’t anticipate the impact he’d have on my life when we met for those brief minutes. But here’s what happened.
It was a misty and humid day, still hot after a recent drizzle. The bench at the bus stop was still covered in beads of water. I was too tired to stand and since I didn’t want to get my pants wet, I sat how I normally do when there isn’t a seat available. I squatted on my haunches, resting my buttocks on the back of my calves and heels of my shoes.
While sitting thusly, a grungy grey man with wild mattered kinks for hair and a tattered beard walked towards me. Upon closer inspection, I could make out the shredded state of his clothes; the scent of urine permeated from his body. This was a homeless man. I reflexively recoiled as he walked past.
Unexpectedly, the man stopped, not more than two feet from me. He turned to me and said, “Mister, have you ever been to Korea?”
I have a table at this year's DIY (Do-It-Yourself) Fest in Baltimore. It's an annual showcase celebrating creatives who produce handmade items, services and other stuff. There will be workshops, so you can come and learn something new. I'll be selling my chapbooks and broadsides at the fest. Here are the details:
Event: Baltimore DIY Fest
Date: Saturday, September 3, 2016
Time: 12 pm - 6 pm
Location: St. Johns Church, 2640 St. Paul St, Baltimore, MD 21218
Price: Free (bring money to buy stuff, though)
Website: https://diyfest.org/ | Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/diyfest
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