*** Dan Druff's note ***
I am combining all of the crap threads/posts from LoneStarHorse/SteveChambers/OneArmedBandit, Keystone, and the rest of the recent trolls. All of this nonsense will be contained in this one thread.
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On my last stop to the Orleans there was a little man working at the shoe shine booth. While getting my penny loafers spiffed up this disheveled man told me stories that inside made me sad for him. He surmised that once he was a trusted stable manager for a multi millionaire, his horses would race only where he advised him.
As he wiped the snots from his nose with a filthy hankie I smelled whiskey, low and behold this "trusted aide" was sneaking a drink. Of course I ignored his obvious alcoholic condition. Upon completion of my shine I just meandered down the hall saying to myself how lucky I am. This little man needs prayers and a bath.
When I go out this coming April I will make sure to bring him some shirts and shorts. Hopefully he has sought help with his demons.