He was taking a chance with that 100, but I give him credit. 🙂 T.J.
I ask him about his night and his life. He shares the human struggle.
As I get up to leave I have a hundred dollar bill in my pocket which in comparison to this guy means nothing to me.
I hand it to him- he holds it a second and hands it back.
“Man, thanks, really, but you gave me something way more valuable than that green paper”!