Notes from Tony’s Interview
As we sat on the sidewalk, Tony begin to open up. I listened as he begin to describe his past. He didn’t go into too many details, but what he said was enough.
His early childhood was no doubt anything but pleasant. At the age of ten, he found himself wandering the streets surviving on whatever he could find. At that point, formal education was not an option for him. Instead, he learned what he could from the streets and from what he could find to read. But as for learning a trade or a skill that could support him, the only thing is knew was how to survive.
As he grew older, a young woman came into his life and soon they were married. He didn’t go into many details how he met her, or how they even got married. About the only thing he said about her was, she was Christian, and she was eager for him to change, and it was her constant remarks for reform that eventually drove him back to the streets.
For him the streets were a place of safety, at least a place he felt he could control his destiny. For the next x amount of years Tony drifted from one city to the next. (At the time of this interview, Tony was 65).
As we talked, he begin to reminisce a little more about his wife. He didn’t say much. His words were slow and deliberate as he begin to speak fondly of her. It didn’t matter if she was still his wife or not, in his mind she was. Memories of her were obviously his comfort and even his life.
At this point, our conversation became awkward, and it was time to stop. Someday I hope to see Tony again, and maybe he will tell me the rest of the story.