My journey to the streets included a glimpse of a friendship I never wanted to take for granted, especially when this person offered me wisdom for walking out my life journey. I was driving my car from a spot after visiting some of my homeless friends near downtown, and I hoped to find someone else to talk with before going home.
I drove down a street next to a restaurant where patrons ate outside, and to my left on the walkway, a towering tree of an older man (not homeless, but out and about walking a lot) caught my attention, and I rolled my window down. “Hey there. What are you up to? It’s great to see your smile.”
He wavered in his stance and halted his gait, throwing both arms outstretched. “Hi, there.”