A COMMON THING I NOTICED ABOUT SOME HOMELESS — PERHAPS THEY DON’T KNOW THEMSELVES

Living in a small town in the South, growing up, was quaint. The people who had money, owned established businesses or were doctors. There were a handful of convenience stores, couple of big chain supermarkets, but a ton of car lots, of course. A couple of well-to-do neighborhoods.

And don’t forget let me omit a couple of down home diners that stayed full with diners. You know the moment you walk in, the sound of silverware clinking non-stop. The commercial dishwasher motoring with an assembly line of plates and silverware.

Rare crimes occurred. Two housefires in fifteen years — one was next door to me by the way, where the resident perished.

DIDN’T SEE PEOPLE SLEEPING OUTSIDE

At least in the hometown area, I didn’t see people in cardboard boxes on a regular basis. Once in a blue moon (every five years) is more like it. Plus, I don’t remember seeing anyone with their entire house in their cars. There was like one homeless shelter.

FAST FOWARD

Homeless is practically everywhere now. What I’ve observed about some homeless is that they are happy. Its almost like they — not all — are practicing a kind of Zen of some type. They don’t seem to be mentally confined by the elements…