Thursday, November 5, 2009


I was witness to a particularly sad event during my lunch. The same seal playground is also home to a transient, except he has not moved in quite a while. In fact, my boss who has been with the company for 5 years cannot remember a time when he was not there. 

You can see the blue tent in the background of this picture. 

Today men, two dump trucks, and a backhoe came and tore it apart. It was terrible. Horrifying to see this man's clothing, books, every single possession thrown away like garbage. 
I thought about shouting across the canal for them to stop. But I didn't and that makes me ashamed. 
I can't stop thinking about what this man must have felt when he returned home to find nothing there.