This handsomely-bearded gentleman stopped at my booth at Bent-Con, and we had a lovely conversation. He asked lots of questions about my work and about the role of Black people in comics and comic culture, in general. He even bought a couple post cards, though I think he did it because he felt sorry for me–during the time when he was browsing the exhibition hall, the crowd was pretty thin. I really appreciated him dropping by. His visit really helped pass the time, and during one of those lulls that makes you wonder if the event was worth the table fee. I don’t always depend on the kindness of strangers, but when it happens, it always feels pretty good.