My Master... his presence... filled the air.

 

Those who could trust, could begin to dance, because they could see the hope.

 

 

And people would come - I always witnessed this; I'm very fortunate.

 

And people would come - and they would be tired and they would be weak and they would not have eaten anything, and they would be - it'd be hot, and it would be miserable - miserable!

 

 

And then, he would drive in himself - not driving himself - but he would come in the car. And people would get a little glimpse - and I remember, just his car being there, meant he was there. And that was enough.

 

And this shudder of joy, of dancing, would just go out through the entire place.

 

 

And people didn't care, didn't care where they were, what they were doing, and they would run, RUN!

 

They know they would never catch him, he's in a car, he's gone, he's inside the room. But they just could feel a hope, a joy ... that's the magic.

 

 

 

Somebody who's got the keys that we lost...