January 29, 2009

  • Let your arrow go...

    Yesterday after work I caught the W train.

    After the doors slid shut I began to discern a lovely mellow male voice coming from the other side of the car.  It was an older African American man holding a cane and a bag, serenading the other passengers with his relaxed style.  The song was Sam Cooke's "Only Sixteen."  I love Sam Cooke, don't you?

    She was only sixteen, only sixteen
    I loved her so
    But she was too young to fall in love
    And I was too young to know

    When he got next to me, I dropped some change into his bag and quietly stated, "You're gonna get in trouble singing that song."  He looked at me quizzically.  I explained.  "Only Sixteen?  Come on!"  He chuckled and said, "Yeah, I was in the other car singing it to two young girls.  I could tell they thought I was weird."  

    I recommended  "A Change is Gonna Come."  He thought about it for a second and said "No!  I've got one!" Then he turned his attention to the little boy with glasses who was watching us chat and said, "Do you want to go back fifty-two years and sing a great Sam Cooke song with me?"  The kid just looked at him.  Then he added, "If you can sing it with me I'll give you all the money in my bag."  The kid said, "You can keep it."  The man smiled, offered and received a fist bump and went into the most beautiful version of "Cupid" I've ever heard on that particular subway.

    Cupid draw back your bow
    And let your arrow go
    Straight to my lover's heart for me, for me.

    The man moved down the car, singing his song as people reached for loose change.  I saw two teenage girls break into wide unguarded smiles.

    As I got off the train, those same girls were behind me on the stairs, and they were giggling.  "He was the sweetest old man, wasn't he?

    This country's feeling pretty good these days.

                                                                  ----Ed Kaz

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