“A book is a dream that you hold in your hands.”
How true that is for our friends to be swept away to another place, another time, another life where they are not homeless nor the invisible people, by reading books.
One of our friends deep in the woods, I nicknamed Book Reader, each and every time I have gone to his camp he is sitting and reading.
The first time I met him I walked into the woods and yelled to let him know I was coming in, of course he didn’t know me, so he was very weary,
I told him who I was and asked him if he needed anything we had food and hygiene supplies in the van. “No thank you but God Bless.”
I left on that answer because you don’t push or demand from these lost people, you learn to respect what they say.
The next week and the next we went back, and again I asked do you need anything, and again I received the same answer, “No thank you but God Bless.
The following week when Richard and I had stopped at the camp before Book’s I fixed a big bag of food up, and told Richard he is either going to take it or throw it back at me.
I made my way into the woods and sure enough he was sitting there leaned against a tree reading, I yelled and let him know I was coming in, and walked over to him and sat the bag at his feet.
“What’s that”, he asked. I said it’s food you can either use it, throw it back at me, or leave it sitting, then I turned around and walked out of the woods.
In the distance I heard, “God Bless.”
You see my friends have pride, a lot of pride, they may be homeless but they are much like you and I.
The next week Book Reader came out of the woods to meet us, we had broken the ice!
From that point on he took food, water, and lots and lots of books that have been donated.
There is one thing I can count on each and every time…to hear a “God bless, and thank you all” when he disappears back into the world of the invisible people…
The Forgotten Shall Be Forgotten No More