This is Ricky. His friends call him Trumpet. Topekans call him The Lamp Dancer.
The Lamp Dancer dances afternoons at the corner of 10th and Kansas Ave. Today it rained. He was out there. He puts his headphones on, shakes his ass, gives thumbs up, waves and blows kisses. (In the picture he recognized me while giving a thumbs up).
Ricky has no teeth, no phone and very little money yet he loves life and dances. Everyday. Rain or shine. He got in my car and we talked a bit. We are going to be getting him one of our Silver-bags. He wants to volunteer with us, SOME MORE.
He’s an angel that doesn’t have much besides a huge heart and hips that could make a good woman blush.
