“I had an addiction as white as your truck,” he told me. I asked, “Do you mean cocaine?” He looked up from the parking lot he was standing in, “Yes – been clean for four years.”
He lacked gloves and a warm coat, but thanks to a few friends we were able to give him not only a brand new coat and clothing, but also a tent. He called the six man tent we gave him a house.
The 51 year old man said to me, “You know, people come by here sometimes and hand us a beer – I mean, we’ll drink it, but we would prefer food,” he explained. “Everyone assumes that because we are homeless all we want is beer, but that’s not true,” he said in almost a whisper.
"A life is not important except in the impact it has on other lives." - Jackie Robinson