Saw Steve Earle a few years ago. There was a kid, maybe 13, there with his dad, loving the whole show. After the main set, the lead guitarist chucked a pick into the crowd and I snagged it. But I figured this kid would like it more so I gave it to him. He was really thankful.

Then, after the encore, Steve removed his arm band and pointed to this same kid. A handful of adults stood poised to grab it, but Steve stared them all down and said, “Don’t you dare.” He gave the kid the arm band and the kid gave me back the pick. It was nice.