Whenever he would see me, he'd yell "Yo green thum!" One day he gave me a book on houseplants after I helped him solve a problem with an english ivy cutting. Last spring, he stopped to ask how the gardening was going. A few small words between us. Then, as he strode on down the block, he stopped and turned.
"Yo green thum, can I ask you somethin?"
Uh, yeah.
"Do you love what you do?"
Yeah.
"You can tell, green thum. You can tell."
Robert is an alcoholic, fake amputee, panhandler, with mental and/or emotional problems. Yet, I'm going to give him a pass for that one comment.
The Post is good worm food.
ReplyDeleteWell, it seems he likes what he does, too :-)
Curious to know how this will impact his earnings...
I think he'll keep on going. Its what he does. He lived on our block for a couple of years and was always very respectful.
ReplyDeleteWow, you know that guy?
ReplyDeleteKnow is putting it a little strong, but we had a few conversations at the garden's edge and we shared some food with him occasionally.
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