Sitting on a bucket with his hat in his lap, passerby's stopped and gave him their loose change.
He is originally from Galveston, Texas, but moved to Nashville about two weeks ago in search of work. “I lived through hurricane’s there,” he told me. So far, he has found a two day job doing construction clean-up, but needs something more long term. Not to worry, his eyes are open.
“Do you like Nashville,” I asked. He smiled and responded, “I love it here.”
“However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you are. It looks poorest when you are richest. The fault-finder will find faults even in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poorhouse.” - Henry David Thoreau