The Return of DB

Earlier this year, I posted a story about meeting local celebrity, DB (most of you know who he is by now, but I still don’t think it would be nice to post his name). Since then, we have had a few email exchanges, and I have kept him posted on my volunteer work, painting, etc. When I told him that I was doing a painting for a charity auction, he asked me to tell him when the auction was, and said that he would try to stop by and place a bid on my piece, so I did, not really thinking he would come. You see, I’ve had some recent bad experiences with a "friend" who constantly promised to do things like that, but always had an excuse as to why he didn’t—usually it was somehow my fault.

To my complete surprise, and amazement, however, I looked up from my champagne glass Friday night and who did I see? Mr. DB himself smiling right at me. Though he was in the middle of moving, he took time off to come and place a bid on my painting. The plan was that he would then go home and unpack a little, and then I would call him before the auction closed and he would come back to finalize his bid. Well, much to my surprise (again) he came back before I called, and sat beside me during the live auction. I won’t describe every detail of the night, but I just want you to know what a gracious, thoughtful, kind man this is. My friend Stephanie won the raffle which was a $2850 diamond (I will let her tell that story, it’s hers to tell), and there DB was with a camera snapping her picture. He made sure to get several pictures of the evening, and promised to email them to me next week. At some point, someone asked if we were all together, and without missing a beat, DB said “yes”. That’s the way he was all night, just down-to-earth and friendly, and I will never forget his kindness. If you ever meet him and think he’s too nice to be sincere, think again. He had nothing to gain from being so nice Friday night, so I KNOW that is just how he truly is.

And the story wouldn’t be complete if I didn’t mention that once again, Wendy was in large part responsible for all of the above events. She gets me involved in things, and probably doesn’t even get how it perks up my life.