20 loaves of bread, 3 hair bands, 1 bottle of pore clearing pads, 2 pair of panty hose, 1 bag of tortellini, 1 listermint breath spray, 1 bag of maxi pads, infants gas relief, 1 milkshake maker, 1 home fan, 30 bottles of water, pool goggles, water purifier for the faucet, 2 bottles of lotion.
I had a helluva time getting the water out of the dumpster. I saw a young man walking near me. I noticed he was carrying a guitar and a knapsack. I assumed he was homeless. He could see I was struggling with the water. He jumped into the dumpster and grabbed more stuff for me and helped me carry it to my truck.
I came back and he was digging through the trash. I gave him bread and other food I found. I said are you homeless son? He said yes I am. My heart just sank. He was young.
I walked to my car to give him some money for dinner. All I had on me was $3. I gave it to him. I said son, go buy yourself some dinner, even if it’s at Jack in the Box. He looked downcast, took the money and say thank you ma’am. That was awful nice of you, I’m going to get myself something to eat now.
I’ve been thinking about this all night. God bless that young man.
On a political note here, it makes me insane that our elected officials can afford to send money overseas to countries who don’t even like us, corporate welfare, bailing out corrupt banks and young men like this are homeless.
It doesn’t make sense and it really makes me angry.
I’m glad I was able to help this young man tonight in my own little way.