Common Hobo

One weekend morning when I was six years old I playing in a park across the street from my house. I noticed a man juggling coloured balls and went over to watch him. After his juggling act he performed a number of magic tricks. There were several other kids enjoying the performance and he seemed to appreciate our attention. The mother of one of the other kids came over to take him home. The kid protested, saying he wanted to watch the show, The mother dragged him away saying "he's just a common hobo". I came to believe that a common hobo was a magician of some kind.