Hey, do you guys remember Willie Spencer, or better known as the butterscotch man? I am always excited to capture a glimpse of my childhood (simply because I can’t remember much) and thoughts of Willie have recently brought a smile. He was an old wrinkly man with grubby fingernails and prickles all over his face. Everybody loved him. He always wore a trench coat with his hands folded behind his back as he walked and he never said a word. He was full of tricks and smiles. We didn’t know whether to be afraid and run or freeze and let him do what he did best. I’m not sure if we liked him because of the butter scotches he always put on our heads or the fact that he snuck up on us and did the old fashion tap you on the shoulder and go to the other side. The smile he had when he got you was unforgettable. Aah Willie. One couldn’t help but love him.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
The butterscotch man
Posted by Kami at 8:26 AM
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Funny you would think of him now. He was just running through my brain a couple of weeks ago. I was wondering if the newere folks at our church would be as accepting of him as our church body used to be. (And now days you would take a second look - think twice - about someone like Willie.) His love for God was evident by his servant's heart. -
Auntie
I think Willie was afraid of me (don't say what you're thinking), but I do remember his candy. My favorites were the cinnamon! Willie was a unique individual, I believe God used him in my life to begin building an affinity towards "unique" individuals! This world would be sooo boring if we were all alike.
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