It`s Raining

Met a guy, 71, Vincent, gringo that's lived down here for 29 years, old jazz player, played with Buddy Rich and lots of others.
He's an old drunk but very sweet fellow...funny and likes to laugh...an example for us all. My girlfriend is in the States...I talked to her the other night, and just as we finished the rain came down harder than it ever has here...like a solid block of water. It was truely amazing. I was hanging out at Anna's tamale shop there and there were three Mexicans in the corner with fat glasses of whisky...locals...had influence. She couldn't just get rid of them, because they could cause her trouble. They were the kind of Mexicans that could kill you and not think about it. So, we were all really nice to them and they, in turn, didn't cause any trouble...just got muy borracho. As unpleasant for her as it was, it's real life. Barry wanted to have her throw them out, but I told him: "You don't get heavy with the heavies"....learned that in Chicago. They got game in heavy. You play it with them, you'd better be willing to go all they way. They left after a while...hugs all around.