Many times all that homeless individuals want is someone to see them and acknowledge that they are apart of our human family. Although struggling, they have the same basic desire as the rest of us...to love and be loved.
Kimberly shares her story...
While out catching Pokemon, I was approached by a frail looking older man on a worn out bicycle.
I know I must have appeared lost, looking at my phone screen and walking around trying to find a specific Pokemon.
He asked if I needed help getting anywhere and I told him:
"No. I'm just playing a game called Pokemon Go.”
He went on to ask what a Pokemon Go was.
And I proceeded to show him and a wild Pidgey showed up and I was even able to show him how to catch it and how it shows up on the camera so it looks like it's in the real world.
He smiled and laughed and chatted with me about how he was wondering what all these young people walking around with their phones doing funny things were doing.
(He said) he had asked a young man and said the boy gave him the middle finger and said, "It's not for old n***ers" and walked off from him.
He then thanked me for being so kind and walking and talking with him instead of pretending he doesn't exist like most people do whenever he tries to have conversations with people or tried to offer directions like he did me.
He looked sad all of a sudden and said:
"I don’t want you to think I'm trying to beg for money.
I know a lot of people ask for that and go buy alcohol or cigarettes.
But I don't smoke, I'd really just like something to eat ma'am.
Is there any way you could help me out?"
"Anything would be appreciated.
I'll even stand right outside wherever you go in because I don't want you to give me money and never know where it goes to."
Since I was just going to get myself some pasta salad, I went ahead and ordered a whole meal that came with pasta salad as a side and I just kept the side for myself and handed him the rest of food I had ordered for him.
With a tear in his eye he asked politely if he could give me a hug and I replied:
I would love to give you a hug sir, may I get a photo with you in return?"
He asked what for and I told him I wanted to share this story with my friends on Facebook.
He smiled and gave me a hug and we took a photo.
As I turned to walk back to the park he said:
"Miss Kimberly (I still had on my work name badge) my name is Daniel Wise.
I am a Vietnam Veteran."
"From the bottom of my heart I would like to thank you for the kindness you showed me today and letting me see that there are still young people like you out there who do selfless things like this in a world that often turns its back on old men like me and pretends we don't exist."
While it broke my heart to know he is more then often ignored and treated like he isn't even human, it warmed my heart to help him get a meal in his belly tonight and lift his spirits with a simple conversation while walking down the street.
story @ www.facebook.com/sr20girl
Thank you Kimberly for seeing this man and providing him with your presence and compassion, and thank you Daniel for your service...you are both Personal Heroes!