One day, a few months ago, I had an early morning visitor to the art gallery. Michael RedFox loves art and he had time to kill so he stopped in to pass his time in the gallery until a certain establishment opened for business.
After a tour of the gallery we sat at the table I use as a notary public and visited. Somewhere in the conversation Bob Dylan came up. Michael told me about the times that his path and Bob Dylan's crossed. As he shared those stories he sketched with the paper and pen I had on the table.
Then Michael dug into his pocket and said "I have something for you". He pulled out a feather and explained that it was a hawk's feather.
As he told me about the feather he wrote me a story. I found his penmanship as beautiful as his art and story telling.
One more thing, and then "the moral of the story", to tell you about Michael RedFox. Micheal was/is the "typical" negative image of a Native American Indian today. He is a wanderer, asked me for a handout and he was waiting for the bar to open.
The moral of the story: Everyone has a story to tell. I could have listened to Michael RedFox for hours, what an interesting life he has lead. Michael and I are the same age. I have acquired a lot of things in 67 years. Michael has acquired a lot of experiences over the last 67 years.
I am so glad Michael chose me to visit with that day before the bar opened. His stories were fascinating... I wonder how many people would find my life fascinating?