Please won't you meet, my neighbor?

Meet Ted Williams, panhandler, before his appointment with the stylist.  His scary hair may have impacted his donations at Hudson Street and I-71.

And Ted Williams, a day later, now former panhandler, after meeting with a stylist.

See what a good do can do for you?

The husband and I were watching TV yesterday and they were doing this story about a panhandler with a golden voice on the national news.  And as they cut to the tape, the husband said - "Hey, that's our freeway ramp!"  And I said, "Hey that's our homeless person!"

And sure as the sun comes up in the east and sets in the west, there was our scary looking (but very polite) panhandler who works the ramp not more than three blocks from Ville d'Cookie!  Of course we literally live on the other side of the tracks from his former place of employment. 

Well now that Ted has vacated his ramp, the place was quick to fill up with all manner of people today at noon jockeying for position, hoping for handout and their BIG BREAK.  A gummy older man proclaimed that "He," presumably Ted, "don't have anything on me. I speak as good as he do."

Yeah, I don't think so.

Still, we take a certain amount of pride that our homeless person has become an overnight sensation, with the help of a chance encounter, a seductive voice and some wild hair that is now under control.