Mixed Emotions

You can see his cardboard sign, held chest high, as you get off the Innerbelt Freeway at the Chester Avenue exit.

All it says is "HOMELESS" as he stands there. If you get stuck at the light, he will stare at you with pleading eyes.

I can't help thinking to myself...suck-it-up, go flip hamburgers, bag groceries, wash cars, anything but begging!

As I drive away, my heart softens. The Good Book says we will always have the poor with us. Easy for me to judge. Here's hoping that the dirty Starbucks cup he thrusts at you fills with money and perhaps a little hope!

Dave scullin


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Volume 5, Issue 6, Posted 10:36 AM, 03.19.2013