Finding a seat on a empty freight carton, he softly strummed a few chords then he begin to sing.The camp grew still. The soft murmur of conversations ...ll but ceased. More confident now, his mellow voice grew louder. Almost immediately the hardened men, down on their luck, drew nearer to listen to the clear strong voice of the young hobo.The first song was about daddy and home. I still remember the first few lines of the lyrics..."I'm dreaming tonight of an old Southern Town,And the best friend. While walking around I saw lots of empty beer cans and rubbers. I figured this was where the high-schoolers came to make out.I heard a car coming so I ducked under cover of the bushes and waited. Who ever it was just kept going. I kept exploring and didn’t hear an old man walk up behind me. I assume it was the driver of that car, he must have seen my bike, parked and came back. “Havin’ a good time kid?” I turned to run but he said “even if you run, I got your bike and your clothes - where ya. More

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