There was something about Jimmy that made me feel like I was the coolest kid around. He was a big jolly black janitor in my elementary school and I'll be damned if he wasn't one of the happiest people I ever met, though I'm fully aware at my current age that he probably had problems like everyone else.
Jimmy was always smiling, and saying "Hey Buddy, how's it going today?" or "You da man!". You know, whatever it is that makes 8 year olds feel cool. Jimmy may have just been a janitor but he left an impression on me, and when he became the janitor at my middle school I was all too pleased that he was still around.
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