Early last week on my way to work...I was pressed for time and made haste to stop by one of the local Chick Fillet restaurants for a fast food lane lunch.
As I approached I saw two people a middle aged man and woman pan handling from the curb with a cardboard sign.
Walking in quickly ...I got myself a couple of sandwiches and a chocolate chip cookie....but quickly decided to add two more fillet sandwiches to the bag.
On the way out and to work I stopped at their curb and gave them two sandwiches and then a five dollar note. They seemed mostly grateful for the food.
I suppose one never quite knows ones circumstances and I believe this is going to wax worse and worse here shortly...with inflation continuing.
I note more and more people who seem to be homeless....than was in times past.
I often think of Frank here years ago who would panhandle with an olde beat up cookie tin held out at a curb in the parking lot of the Local Wal Mart...where the cars would drive by...going to and fro. Frank was blind.
I would often get him a hot dog, some fries, and a cool drink when it was hot. Some cash too. He used to panhandle up near the main doors but I believe they got tired of him hanging about there.
One day, after bringing him some food, he gave me a phone number and asked me to call and tell them to come get him.. It turned out to be the dispatcher at a local Taxi company. I told them that a blind fellow asked me to call that number and for them to pick him up. The dispatcher told me Franks name and that at night he would sleep behind the heater. They dropped him off at Wal Mart and then came to pick him up.
I believe Frank has passed on now but whenever I see someone having a hard time as such I think of Frank.
But you know..I never recall Frank whining or lamenting his situation.
Not sure why I remembered that today ..but it seems important for some reason.
It also makes me realize I have it better than many out here.