Just the other day I realized it's been over a year since I've seen who once seemed to be a permanent fixture roaming the streets of Waco, TX. There is a gentleman who roamed around town who obviously has some mental problems, as he waves at everyone. But it's not an ordinary "Hey, how are you doing?" wave. It's a wave that suggests this guy is a person of importance and he has been chosen as the Grand Marshall of an eternal parade winding through the streets of our great city. Rumor has it he thinks he is the President. I feel bad for his condition but at the same time everytime I saw him it brought a smile to my face. We call him "Wavey."
Today as I was running home from downtown I noticed a couple of blocks up an elderly African-American gentleman with the non-ironic mesh cap and neatly pressed button down short sleeve shirt and wondered to myself, "Is Wavey back?" Sure enough, as I got closer I noticed him pivot from his walking position to the cars passing down Austin Avenue, assumed the stance and raised both hands in greeting to the world, and I smiled. When he turned back around I was about a block from him and instinctively yelled, "Hey Wavey!," at which point he gave me a two-hand in the air wave until I passed.
What a good feeling. What a good city, full of people you can rely on to be just quirky enough to keep you on your toes.