Conversation

We walked in, laden with food. Outside, it was below zero. Inside, the cot shelter was filled with the homeless. We prepare, serve dinner there monthly. A 25-ish man smiled when he saw us, waved hello. He recognized my wife, as his former high school teacher. "I'm trying to get back on my feet," he told us, explaining how he lived in Florida for the past 14 years until his dad died. "It all fell apart." We fed him food and conversation, and hoped he found a warm bed that night. #smallstories