One day Cindy Ann and I were out hitting the streets and dumpsters. We rolled up on 2 Dumpsters; I jumped out and ran up to one of them. I popped my head in, and let out a small shriek. To my surprise, a gentleman was inside. Chuckling a little from being startled, I introduced myself. He rapped his name back, "Hi I'm Jack." Come to learn, Jack had been homeless for 2 years; a little down on his luck, his spirits and hopes were hi. We chit chatted a while longer, him in one dumpster, and I in the other. I got ready to leave; he then reached in his pocket. He said, "Put your hand out, I have something for ya." He put in my hand, one Brand New Rolling Stones Lighter, he said he had found.
I still to this day wonder, did he really find it, or was it a special treasure of his, he passed on to me. I turned it down at first, I mean it was a bit to nice, just to be handing off to me. He insisted; I smiled and looked it over. I thanked him from the bottom of my heart for his kind gesture. He told me the talk was more than pleasant, and he will always cherish our little time in the dumpsters together. Here is a picture of the Zippo, that I will always treasure.
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