So what? A man has haunted me since around 1955 or 56 when I was 16 or 17 and delivering shoes supplies to shoemakers, the family business, in the coal regions around Summit Hill, PA. There was one shoemaker in this suburb of Mauch Chunk, now known as Jim Thorpe. I entered a small shop and sitting there in a sleeveless undershirt in the most relaxed position possible, obviously doing no work., was the most powerful man I had ever seen and as a football player and construction laborer, I was used to seeing well built men and boys but this guy had them all beat and was not even close to flexing his muscles, they just rested where they lay, bursting with potential power but he was chilling, an easy smile on his face.
He explained that he was just baby sitting the shop and knew nothing about the ordered supplies that were usually paid for when delivered. What to do? He didn't have the money, best as I can remember, and shoemaker's usually only ordered what they needed for a particular repair, so what it was down to was, do you trust this guy or not. His way with me won me over. Confident, at ease, friendly. I gave him the goods and wondered to myself, who was that cool guy with that winning smile and all those muscles? I believe his name was Charles Bronson. I could be wrong but I have mojo with meeting famous people before they are famous like Striesand and Dylan. I don't know for sure if it was him but I do know a man I met won me over in a heartbeat and isn't that what a star really is whether known or unknown to the world.
Simply, Simon Gribben