I know when I start out when a day is going to go south. I headed for my favorite dumpster to dump my garbage and it was locked. Garbage disposal is a challenge in this lifestyle. I resolved that and headed towards the post office to get my mail which hopefully held my new credit card, my old one being ripped off.
I forwarded my mail to the wrong post office, it should have gone to another place. While I was looking at a map to the right place a lady yelled at me and said "That old man is in the same situation you are, maybe you can give him a ride".
She explained the stupid map the post office gave to me. Meanwhile I got the guy headed toward my truck because we were going to same place. He wanted his SSI check.
My friend was old and disabled. He explained he was paralyzed on one side due to stroke, and he had been traveling the country hopping rails. A hobo, but now retired due to his medical condition. Can't hop trains when you need a cain. (First rule: Hang on!)
He didn't have any photo ID so he was denied his check. I sent my package to the wrong place so I was empty handed as well. He didn't haven't have his government money, I didn't have my 12,000 dollar credit card.
We went downtown, and I left him off. Near the Unverisity of Arisona because he dumpsters are good there. He had a light knapsak, a very thin sleeping bag, and the clothes he wore. I left him on fourth avenue and he headed off.
W e never exchanged names.
Good luck buddy, see you down the road.
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