Woody Harrison

Durning the second election of former President Clinton in downtown Little Rock, I saw Woody Harrsion at the bank I was working in on the night shift. I had just gone across to street for take out and returned to talk to the guards before going back to work. They had brought Woody Harrsion in to take a tour of the bank. Of course like a idiot I was standing there eating fries from the bag and watching his every move. I remember him saying, "How's it going?" as he walked by. Then I replied, "I'm hungry." He was dressed in regular street clothes. The backwards cap gave away his face. He was all smiles. He seemed very friendly to the guards, and he made a good impression on me. If I had only said something a little more like, "Want a fry?"