yesterday dev and i were walking around our little neighborhood running errands when we passed a man on the corner of our street who looked rather disheveled. i assumed he was homeless and then noticed he was holding up some scruffy pieces of paper. i stopped for a moment and he told me the little booklets were his “stories”. stories he had written, illustrated by hand, colored in with crayon, and then stapled together to sell for $1 on the corner of sunset & hyperion.
he told me his name was ronald raydon.
my heart was touched by his entrepreneurship and efforts. and i’m a sucker for stories anyway. so i offered to purchase one. he flipped through the options for me – political satire, drama, comedy, etc. and i settled on a comic book he’d written titled ‘Untrue’. as we walked along, i read the whole thing cover to cover. marveling at his imagination and quirky sense of humor.
i hope we meet again ronald raydon.