Time was all he needed was his old guitar. He would get up on the stage with just his old Martin guitar and sing his heart out.
People loved it, and him, So much that now he had long since abandoned his street corner, His days as a street performer where long gone. Theses days he traveled in a million dollar bus, with all of the comforts of home. And than some. He now had a entourage of 100 people on his payroll. They did everything from take care of his bus, set up stage, lighting sound, and equipment, and things he didn't even know existed.
Sometimes, when he lies in the back of his bus drifting off to sleep, his mind goes back to the old days. Back when he barely had money to eat, and slept wherever he could find a warm dry place. back than it was literally him and his old guitar.
At one time he knew who his friends were. People who supported him, feed him, let him barrow money, found him gigs to play. Now he could never completely trust anyone, Everyone from the old days was gone. To the outside world, he'd made it. But had he really ? Made what? A fortune doing what he loved, playing and singing, yes, he had that, but what about a family? A wife, kids and extended family? He had none. All of theses things and more weighted heavy on his mind over many months.
One day he just walked off the stage, out the back door and disappeared into the night. That was over 20 years ago.
The mystery of his sudden disappearance, and why has become the stuff of legend. Over the years many tales have circulated about why he left his life. No one knows the truth. That is, except him and his family. Somewhere in Virginia, he lives with his wife, and 6 kids and grand-kids. He works in a a local hardware store, hunts and fishes, and spend quality time with his grand-kids. Sometimes that plays his old songs and they have no idea that's their grandpa their listening to.
Once in a while when its late at night, he gets the old Martin out and plays. Now as he enter his twilight years, he knows his life has been well lived.
People loved it, and him, So much that now he had long since abandoned his street corner, His days as a street performer where long gone. Theses days he traveled in a million dollar bus, with all of the comforts of home. And than some. He now had a entourage of 100 people on his payroll. They did everything from take care of his bus, set up stage, lighting sound, and equipment, and things he didn't even know existed.
Sometimes, when he lies in the back of his bus drifting off to sleep, his mind goes back to the old days. Back when he barely had money to eat, and slept wherever he could find a warm dry place. back than it was literally him and his old guitar.
At one time he knew who his friends were. People who supported him, feed him, let him barrow money, found him gigs to play. Now he could never completely trust anyone, Everyone from the old days was gone. To the outside world, he'd made it. But had he really ? Made what? A fortune doing what he loved, playing and singing, yes, he had that, but what about a family? A wife, kids and extended family? He had none. All of theses things and more weighted heavy on his mind over many months.
One day he just walked off the stage, out the back door and disappeared into the night. That was over 20 years ago.
The mystery of his sudden disappearance, and why has become the stuff of legend. Over the years many tales have circulated about why he left his life. No one knows the truth. That is, except him and his family. Somewhere in Virginia, he lives with his wife, and 6 kids and grand-kids. He works in a a local hardware store, hunts and fishes, and spend quality time with his grand-kids. Sometimes that plays his old songs and they have no idea that's their grandpa their listening to.
Once in a while when its late at night, he gets the old Martin out and plays. Now as he enter his twilight years, he knows his life has been well lived.
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