May 2016
Much of the time-
he is alone-
Not wanting to be accosted, attacked, or just not being bothered by other 'homeless' folk, so to speak. Other evenings he may have his wife and three kids with him.
It's his choice.
He has no job
Doesn't wear a watch
Takes care of his family, the best he knows how
Most of the restaurants here close at 10pm. He'll wait until after the building lights go out,then begin his tour, lessening the chances of being seen by the authorities. It could be two, three, or more hours, before he starts his walk. As many homeless people do, he looks for discarded food, plates, cans, most anything, for some sort of a meal. He just wants to "survive."
I first saw him on the property surveilance cameras, crossing the parking lot, south to north. But, he didn't stop to check for any unlocked vehicles, just kept going, focused on reaching his destination, whereever that would be, disappearing into the alleyways. When I saw him next, I stepped outside, spoke with a "Good morning," after all, it was about 3am. He stopped, turned, looked at me, then continued on with his mission.
I'll sit down with him, someday soon, for what I haven't told you, is that "Mister Sturdman" is....
V
a "raccoon!"
copyright: richard riddle-05-22-2016
he is alone-
Not wanting to be accosted, attacked, or just not being bothered by other 'homeless' folk, so to speak. Other evenings he may have his wife and three kids with him.
It's his choice.
He has no job
Doesn't wear a watch
Takes care of his family, the best he knows how
Most of the restaurants here close at 10pm. He'll wait until after the building lights go out,then begin his tour, lessening the chances of being seen by the authorities. It could be two, three, or more hours, before he starts his walk. As many homeless people do, he looks for discarded food, plates, cans, most anything, for some sort of a meal. He just wants to "survive."
I first saw him on the property surveilance cameras, crossing the parking lot, south to north. But, he didn't stop to check for any unlocked vehicles, just kept going, focused on reaching his destination, whereever that would be, disappearing into the alleyways. When I saw him next, I stepped outside, spoke with a "Good morning," after all, it was about 3am. He stopped, turned, looked at me, then continued on with his mission.
I'll sit down with him, someday soon, for what I haven't told you, is that "Mister Sturdman" is....
V
a "raccoon!"
copyright: richard riddle-05-22-2016
I gave him the name of "Mister Sturdman." It just seemed to fit. He and others reside in a heavily wooded area that aligns a small creek(banner pic) on the west side of the building where I work.
