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American flag overflying homeless camp along river where I walk.
These folks eek out a meager existence collecting aluminum cans and by whatever means possible.
When I pass them they do not look up or make eye contact and it is clear they have not had a shower
for at least a month or washed their clothes for a substantially longer period of time.
It is a hard life that no one would choose. No matter how tough things may seem in my own life,
I always count my and my family’s blessing and ask what I can do for them and my friends,
when I see how these folk exist. We are all one. Several times a year I leave a big black plastic bag
of crushed, aluminum cans I have gathered from work and at home on a path leading to one their
camps. In my life this insignificant, but what I have seen is that such folks may turn down a hand
out of $20 cash, because they take pride in the work of making their meager living. Seeing that
American flag always flying when I walk by never fails to send a chill down my spine…
And bring a tear to my eye.
and that without a cent to spare that they tend to it proudly every day.