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Good Guy, Bad Guy, Who Knows?
I think previously I said something about trying to be a good person. The truth is there were times when I wasn't and those memories kept me up at night for years. Mostly they were times when I was a coward, when I didn’t do the right thing. I can handle adversity and come back but I really can’t handle situations when I should’ve stepped up and didn’t. So no, I wasn’t always a good person. I let people down, I failed to stand up to bullies, and those things haunt me on those late nights when I’m wide awake for no reason.
I thought about that a lot and I am thankful I never had enough power to make huge mistakes. Normal people can only hurt one or two people at a time. Powerful people can hurt millions. How do they sleep at night?
If you haven't been a good person the Golf Gods may wait years but sooner or later they'll punish you. This morning I played the worst game of golf I’ve played in five years. Just dreadful. The good news is I didn’t throw any clubs and apologized to my caddy while I was swearing at myself. I think she understood.
There’s a bar in town, Boy Blue’s Bar, owned by a fine Thai blues and rock guitar player named Boy Blue. On Sundays they have an open mic and the first time I played it I just killed. I asked if I could just do one song, and he said sure.