Michael (#442) 10-25-13

While visiting St. Louis, I went stranger hunting on Market St. At 5PM, the street was filled with business people on the move, checking phones, etc. I had two quick rejections – not common. So I looked for someone seated, who would not be a moving target. And there was Michael, sitting quietly on a bench seeming to be at peace with himself. He was.

Michael was born in St. Louis, but was raised by his grandmother in Mississippi. When she died, he moved back. Now he is working at a nearby catering establishment. The best thing that happened to him on this day, was “getting off work at 4:30 and getting to relax on this bench”.

Ah, the simple pleasures.