“Hey dude. You know that some of us want to remain anonymous. You put us on the web and people willl know we are here.” What’s wrong with that.” “There are people here who may be wanted.” “Sure enough, my man, but most of them are unwanted.”
Eric ponders whatever Paul was talking about. “I had too much whiskey, too fast.”
I went to the Sholem Shuk, a local thrift shop to pick up a some clothes for Paul. Bought two pairs of pants and two T shirts for $5. Some kids stole his shoes, but the store that is too far from downtown to help the homeless, didn’t have his size shoes or any socks. Believe it or not, he liked the shirt.
