I idolize Bob Dylan. When my son got a work-study assignment to prepare Bob’s dressing room for a campus concert, I drove six hours. We prepared the room per Bob’s roadies’ many instructions (first time I heard of balsamic vinegar). Then: Heartbreak. Security cleared us out. I figured out Bob’s route and snuck to the bottom of a staircase. Bob descended, looking like a tiny Tusken Raider. Screwing up my courage, I called, “Have a good show tonight, Bob.” In the best corner-boy tradition, Bob nodded his chin toward me, as if to say “Got it.” My life was complete.
Jim DeFilippi has written more than 30 books, including his most recent, The Stupid People’s History of America. Jim’s the founder of Brown Fedora Books.