Dan Weatherspoon sat in one of the rooms of the lavious house that Damon Salvatore had owned and lived in for many years he brought it with the tons of many that he had made from his career. The house rested in the hills of Holly wood California where many rich and famous actors and actresses and other entertainers lived. Dan had looked for to this interview for months being a writer for a magazine many in his company wanted to do this interview but he was the one who got it.
Damon Salvatore wasn't a famous actors , he was a composer of music who had for decades been one of the most requested and acclaimed in his business. His music had been used in well over a dozen of movies and he had won several Oscars because of that. He also had sold out many concerts and sold tons of albums so he was a well made off man.
Dan sat in a room filled with old style furniture that it looked like it took years to collect. He waited for the owner of the home to come in and soon Damon Salvatore did. His appearance had changed since his younger years, his once black hair turned to grey and he had some wrinkles however his eyes still held the same icy blue intensity that he had when he was younger. Dan got to his feet to shake the music composers hand.
"Thank you Mr. Salvatore for inviting me into your home for this interview." Dan said
Damon shook the mans head back. "You're welcome I'm always willing to do an interview for my adoring fans."
Dan sat back down in his chair. "This interview could take a couple of hours if you don't mind."
"I have plenty of time." Damon nicely said "Do you want anything before we start water, coffee?"
"No I'm fine for now." Dan answered
Damon clapped his hands together. "Alright then let's get started."
Dan clicked his tape recorder on and started the interview by asking the common questions about Damon and his career and Damon had no problems answering them all giving Dan great questions.
It was about a half hour into the interview when Dan came up on the next question that he wanted to asked.
"You're not only a great composer of music." Dan was saying "But your fans love you also because of what you do giving back to the community."
"Yes." Damon commented
Behind Dan there was a painting hanging up on the wall. It was one of a beautiful landscape, of a river surrounded by green lush grass and a mountain in the background and blue sky. Dan wondered who painted it because it was a very well done painting. He returned his attention to Damon.
"As I said you give back to the community, do things to help the homeless and the hungry." Dan went on "As well as giving to several charities why do you feel the need to give so much?"
Damon shifted in his chair. "Because I have the means to give to those who are less well of then me and I want to do everything that I can to help them. I don't like the idea of humans starving , suffering or being homeless so I use what I can to help."
Dan checked his tape recorder to make sure that it was still recording before he went on. "You've been giving for many decades since your career took off. You seem like such a kind and caring man."
"I wasn't always so kind and caring." Damon told the writer.
"Really what do you mean by that?" Dan wanted to know.
Damon ran a hand through his grey hair he was sixty nine years old now and the age was getting to him. "I was want you could call an asshole and douche bag not very nice at all."
"So what got you to change?" Dan asked
"More like who." Damon corrected.
"Alright then who got you to change?" Dan asked
His mind flashed back to her face that he had seen all of those decades ago and the many memories of the time that he spent with her came rushing back to him. "She was a wonderful women who had a great affect on my life, she came into my life and really had a beautfil sprit to her and a wonderful heart."
"Sounds like you were in love with her this woman." Dan commented
"I was." Damon said with a smile.
Dan pushed the tape recorder closer. "Mind telling me about her?"
Damon cleared his throat. "I tell you because the world should know about people like her…I'll tell you the story of Bonnie Bennett and how she changed me.
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