I started seeing him around April 2012. He is always dressed like this: an unbuttoned tan plaid shirt, sometimes blue, with a wifebeater underneath it, jeans, brown boots, and of course, a red hat covering almost all his face, to where you can only see his mouth. He always has an object in his front shirt pocket with earbuds connected to it, an MP3 player. He doesn't really talk to anybody, just usually nods to some of my questions.
He hasn't caused any harm, except that one day. I'll never forget it. A kid was pestering him so much that he got up and punched him in the gut. The father was very angry about this and stomped up to the boy. The boy wasn't listening, just had his hat covering his face.
The dad took off the boy's hat and I'll never forget what I saw. He looked at him dead in the face. His face was like one of those stupid "Zalgo Eyes" images you see on the web. He angrily took his hat back and put it back on and continued swinging.
He usually leaves around 8:30 and one time I followed him and he just disappeared into the thick forest. One day, he left his MP3 player by accident so I looked at what he listened to. It was shocking because it was the same music I had on my phone. House, rock, brony dubstep, rap (not the crappy gangsta rap) and many more.
I have tried to talk to him, but he just swings away, ignoring me. What's weird is they don't even know who he is. I actually got him to speak and he said this and I will never forget it, "Randy." He said in a very scratchy voice.