St Joseph, the Janitor and the Fiddler


I was assigned to Glasgow, Scotland, for five months in 2002. One day I went strolling around St Enoch Centre, a shopping malls in the city centre, and had need to use the men's room. The janitor, who was an immigrant, happened to be there. When I told him that it was the cleanest restroom I had ever seen in a public building anywhere his face lit up.
 St Enoch Centre, Glasgow

Find out who the Fiddler is and see and hear him play here.

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