There is a homeless man who 'lives' in our area. I see him on his bicycle holding what I presume are his belongings in a trash bag and dragging the edge of a very dirty blanket on the ground. On rainy and snowy days he wears a pair of big yellow boots...the kind a firefighter wears and holds a black umbrella shielding himself from the weather. He is now wearing a hat, gloves and insulated overalls to help keep him warm in our winter weather.
Every time I see him, I wonder what his name is and what circumstances led him to be homeless. I wonder if he has family and if they know he's homeless or even care. I wonder how he keeps warm and if he gets to eat everyday.
I know if I were homeless I would hope and pray that someone would help me, do you think he feels the same?