"I got shot about 20-years ago, I have been paralyzed ever since," he told me. I asked what led to the shooting? At the same time that I asked that question an older man approached along with a person who appeared to be a home healthcare nurse. The homeless man in the wheelchair stopped in mid sentence with a huge smile on his face, "These folks care about me. They come by here everyday to check on me." The well dressed elderly gentleman neatly placed several dollars into the cup of the wheelchair bound individual and asked him how he was doing. The homeless man said, "I'm good, thank you so much for coming by here." He then looked up at me and said, "These are my people!"
After the elderly gentleman walked away the homeless man looked to me and finished his story... "I was shot over a girl. I was young and I got shot." He kind of chuckled about it before telling me that he has been on the streets for months. "So, what happened to your neck," I asked him with curiosity? He responded, "I fell out of my chair and I have been stuck in this thing for weeks. I see my doctor again in a few days."