Every time the phrase “homeless Veteran” comes up, a helpless feeling comes upon me. It brings back memories of Ronnie and of folks in 2013. So many stories. They looked so tired and most of them were Army or Marine Veterans, of Vietnam. Some sat and we talked. I pray and donate. It doesn’t feel like enough.
The thoughts are that a bunch of them have dementia. That’s hard to imagine.
A few homeless folks have received a meal and respect from me.
The least I can do right?