[News: Around Town]
[He hasn't found himself a lick of work. Truth is, he doesn't have much clue how to manage it in a real small town. But the doctors want him to be employed, so he reckons he can be his own employer. Dressed in jeans and a hoodie, he takes his fiddle out early Friday, and he puts out a cap for collecting money as he plays. He stops at all the places that seem like they might be good for folks giving a dollar or two. He starts outside the music store early, and then he moves himself off to outside the churches, one and then the other, before heading out to the bus station and collecting there a spell. Each time, he leaves before he can get booted, and he plays church music, meets south, meets southern: Amazing Grace, Take Me To Church, How Great Thou Art, Hallelujah, Agnus Dei. He's gone once it gets dark, and his cap has plenty of jingle in it as he goes.]