Panhandler Etiquette

Perhaps. Maybe he was scared of being killed or worse, sodomized. But as a young man I quickly realized that false advertising was indeed a real thing. Seeing homeless people to that point always made me sad. I said to myself that when I grow up I would like to help these people. It all changed that morning.

Truth is, those people have chose that life. It wasn't forced upon them. Sure, there might be circumstances out of our control that could quickly spiral one's life into that, but anyone with determination could get out. Those people just give up. There is no helping them. Perhaps handing them a few bucks for smokes and booze is doing them a favor since its contributing to their death.

Silver spoons

Rural Illinois, about 105 miles southeast of St Louis.

We also had a bar called My Brother's Place and college kids would try to hustle people for 'gas' money so they could get to 'my brother's place'.

I told one chick, "I'm from Jersey, try it on somebody else."

One of our good friends is a grocery store manager. He's made a pretty good living for himself and loves his company. One of his biggest complaints, and I was shocked to learn the cost of these, was bums stealing the expensive shopping carts. I see them all the time pushing carts filled with go knows what.

I've always wanted to help these people. I ponder scenarios in my mind of what would happen if I ended up in they're shoes, what would I do to climb out of it?