I Followed The Yellow Brick Road

Did you ever have a song that every time it comes on you have a flashback of a memory? Even decades later? That is what happens to me when David Bowie’s 1975 hit “Fame” come on the radio. And of course I quickly remind sweetie about that memory each time.

In the late 70’s when we worked at K Mart there was an employee that worked in our department. He was a tire changer and from what I remember usually worked the night shift. He was a Vietnam Vet, a little quirky, missing some teeth, and not the best personal hygiene habits, but appeared to be a gentle soul. When ever the song “Fame” came on his radio blaring in the shop he would sing along when the chorus part came on. I felt really bad for him. He seemed to have a tough life. I don’t remember if he had a car or if his wife picked him up each night. One particular night he was going to be walking home and he lived at least 10 miles from the shop. I don’t remember if he asked me or if I offered, but I gave him a ride up to his crossroad on the highway. Something I would never think was a bad idea until years later.

I miss getting newspapers. Nowadays you have to count on hearing what is happening by catching it’s short run on social media posts. But this was 1984. Staring at me on the front page were the gruesome details of the death of William Crutcher, owner of a small used car lot. Arrested was Robert Hall, 38 years old and now accused of robbery and murder.

I guess you never know how desperate a person is or who they are……….