1992
Working as a doorman in downtown Detroit, finishing up my degree in accounting, was honored to carry James Brown's brand new bag up to his suite on the 64th floor.
Promoted to midnight bellman that afternoon.
First week on the job was being at James' service after his concert.
James was a real guy, more loved than most realize.
He showed up, not long after he got out of prison. I went up the elevator with him, and six Michigan State Troopers, holding his brand new bag.
Going up the elevator, James turned around. Told me to hand him the bag at the door of his suite.
Glad to play my part. Ended up with a promotion.