He wasn’t always coherent, but I did my best to listen to him share his stories. I could see a glimmer of joy in his eyes. “It’s nice having someone to talk to” he said. “I’ve been homeless for over 40 years. It gets lonely at times, that’s when I realize people need people.” I went and got him breakfast at a popular, local taco place. Tommy has difficulty walking, so I brought the food over to him. We sat most of the morning together underneath the shade of the bus stop where he makes his home. “Do you need anything else Tommy?” I asked.
He smiled and said “No, but next time it’s on me.”

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