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I didn’t leave a dollar, I left something better

Yesterday, The Child and I were riding up the escalator in Porter Sq. T Station and we could hear music drifting down — a sax rendition of “A Merry Little Christmas.”

As we reached the top, we could see the busker — an older black guy, maybe in his 40s, in a leather jacket, standing in the corner. We were the last ones out of the train and had the platform all to ourselves, so we could dwadle a little and enjoy the song.

After a moment, The Child said, in a happy voice that carried, “Mommy! That man is playing saxophone…. like Charlie Parker!”

The guy grinned so big that he stopped playing. I can’t imagine he gets compared to Bird very often — certainly not by golden-haired toddlers. It made my day. I hope it made his.

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Categories: City mama, motherhood
  1. K
    November 23, 2008 at 2:59 pm

    That’s a great story. I sure it made his day.

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