Crazy Chester, February 2013
Chester is a young man on an adventure to see the world. Totally without guile, he reminded me of the old song, "The Weight."
I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' about half past dead;
I just need some place where I can lay my head.
"Hey mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No," was all he said.
I was in a train station, and Chester asked if he could use my phone since the battery was dead in his. I grinned and said no, I'd forgotten to bring mine along (truth). We talked, and Chester said he is from Allentown, PA. That's a few miles from Nazareth, PA, which is the actual town mentioned in the song.
Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog.
He said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog."
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man."
He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can."
Chester asked me what I knew about God, did I believe in God. I said none of us could be sure there is a God, since none of us know for certain why we're even here. I told him I do believe in pictures so I took his, and he left me with that and much wonderment.