pheony wrote:
Today I came across a homeless man and his two dogs trying to take cover just up the road from where I live...He was playing on my mind, so I went to him with a blanket and money.....He accepted the blanket, but not the money...telling me that he had a bank account and enough money to survive.
He could easily have taken the money, but choose not to. I have a lot of respect for this man and can't help wondering how he is and what will become of him.
pheony wrote:
Today I came across a homeless man and his two dogs trying to take cover just up the road from where I live...He was playing on my mind, so I went to him with a blanket and money.....He accepted the blanket, but not the money...telling me that he had a bank account and enough money to survive.
He could easily have taken the money, but choose not to. I have a lot of respect for this man and can't help wondering how he is and what will become of him.
Early one afternoon there was a knock on our back door, when I opened the door, there stood a tiny man well wrapped against the summer rain. I called for mother who stood talking to him for a few minuites.
I saw her from the kitchen table walking past the door with an old pair of boots, which turned out to be my old sprung lasted shepherds boot I grew out of the year before, size 8-1/2's.
Off he went happy as larry. The next morning at breakfast I asked if they fitted him alright, mother said, I don't know, he asked for anything from 7's to 11's.
That old guy was a local man who once lived in the parish, going from farm to farm cadjing work where ever he could, he was a god send many times, putting up wall gaps and turning sheep that were kessen, unable to roll back onto their feet and die if not righted.