It’s hard to say exactly how old this big man is. According to him “Fifty something”….He’s been out here on the streets for “a couple of years” now he tells me as he quenches his thirst with a bottle of water I brought him.
Asked how he was doing today he tells me he’s o.k. and that God provides.
We continue to converse though I have difficulty understanding his words…they are filled with food he is desperately consuming. It seems to me, it was the only food he had so far on this day.
Jim is a Californian.