In Houston, Texas there was a security guard, janitor, or some other poor guy who worked the night shift in the public library.
He was apparently well-liked by everyone who used the facility and was made unusual by the fact that he played the violin, loved to do so with an unending passion and often engaged in his musical pursuit during his down time, much to the delight of all who heard him.
When the good fellow eventually died, apparently of natural causes, it was (and may still be) reported that his violin could still be heard around the library during the quiet of the evening.
Christie from Little Rock, AR
Illustration credit: http://www.letmecolor.com/2008/02/14/free-violin-coloring-page/