Homelessness In Winter

E Eric Cockrell Eric Cockrell
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back about 30 years ago, living on the streets in Charlotte... finally found a job... was lucky enough to have a place to take a shower... sleeping in the backseat of a broke down Ford Maverick... cold winter... got up and walked 4 miles to work every morning,4 miles 'home' in the evening... went on for a couple months before i got a place to live... so yes i know what homelessness feels like...and i cant help thinking about all the empty foreclosed houses.... empty houses, homeless people.... back then, even if you couldnt find a real job, they had a place where you could go and line up to do day work... worked all day for about 25 dollars... if you couldnt do that, you could always sell blood.... i dont know what they do now....i just know it's a hard life...and if you've got family, got kids... something to think about the next time you see a homeless person walking the streets!

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