Homeless man’s death brings others to action on helping those in their hometown. This one gave me tears. Really well written. — T.J.
- My Turn: Why Project Homeless Connect matters (juneauempire.com)
- Helping the homeless in the cold (myfox8.com)
- Advocates: homelessness increases, even as officials numbers decline (trib.com)
Ali (aka Alloush) was the kind of homeless man you would find often on the streets of North America: Old, shabby, filthy and shrouded in rumors of his allegedly traumatizing past and mental disorder. Unlike some beggars who many assume to be “lazy” or “faking it”, there is no doubt that Ali—who never asked for a penny—was truly alone in the world.
Ali, the dirty haggard man in brown, slept on the sidewalks and was treated like the harmless stray dog of the neighborhood. (Liked, but mostly passed by without a second thought). I assumed, correctly, that he was taken care of through the charity of those who could help him in any way they could. I knew that had to be so because I couldn’t imagine him having a cent to spend. I took comfort in the thought that people had to be at least feeding him because he…
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