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A very sad and emotive image Charlie, I often wonder if some of these unfortunate people can not get help, or simply do not want help.
Ray, one man's experience isn' t normative for others, but I spent 4 years "homeless" when I returned from Viet Nam in about 1969. Was it a choice? Did I not want help? Did I know I needed "help?" Did I even have a clue what, how, who I was? I question that very many people "choose" to sleep underneath bridges, in flops, in thickets in the rain. Often it seems the only way.
Was I sad? Don't really know. Angry? Definitely. I do remember more than once walking in the evening thru a smaller town past the lit up windows of people with families, food, a known place to sleep and feeling utterly with out, other, alien. Could I have done something else? I'm sure there were choices I didn't make mostly because at the time I really couldn't see any other way to live. Keep moving. Don't be a burden. Always vigilant.
Powerful picture, Charlie.