One of the stories I like to tell about my first moving to Austin is when I took my mom down to South Congress for the first time. It was a Saturday afternoon, and we were going to eat lunch when we spotted Leslie walking down the street in very small women's panties and nylons. I am pretty sure Mom was ready to pack me up and take me back home after seeing that. But I loved the fact that, as he walked by the people eating their lunch at the sidewalk cafe, everyone was saying, "Hey Leslie, what's up?" and greeting him. It was just another day in Austin. I guess it's just one of the reasons that "Keep Austin Weird" is one of our mottos.
I am saying a prayer for him tonight.
2 comments:
Aww.. poor Leslie. This story is sad! Maybe he will recover fully but still be able to live in an assisted living facility and never worry where food or shelter will be for the night.
I am so sorry to hear about Leslie. How is he doing now? You are so right, when I first saw him, I was ready to pack you up. But it was good to see the people around Austin being so kind to him. It showed me this city had heart. I wish him well. Love ya, mom
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