This guy in the jail attached himself to me. I had been sitting alone staring at the wall, when he suggested I do something instead of looking like a fool. After that, if anybody else talked me he muscled his way in. "What did you say to him?" It was always something innocuous, but he just saw everything in extremes. We were let out on a Houston sidewalk. He said to me, don't hitchhike. I'll get you bus money." He panhandeled just about enough to buy a ticket when he decided he needed beer. After that he pretty much forgot about the ticket. I waited for his attention to be on something else and walked away as fast as I could. Walked all the way beyond the city limit sign, which is a long walk. It was cold. I asked a service station attendant could I warm myself at your heater. He was more than happy to share. Then he said, "Aw. You're hitching." After a few minutes he said that a bus stops about a block up the road. He pressed fare money into my hand. I made it home in comfort. I tried to find that man to repay his kindness but never located him.
This hitchhiking had started because a friend drove me to Houma Louisiana to work offshore. We took a chopper out fifty miles to the Blue Dolphin rig. I stayed there two weeks. My friend was gone so I had to hitch, since my checks had been mailed to Oklahoma.