I Was Homeless For A Few Hours…
Car after car drove by and I held up my sign… I’m A Vet… I Fought for You, Now Fight for Me…Support the Arts Some honked their horns, and others sped past me. A few laughed and shook their heads and still others slowed down to get a closer look. One gentleman in a late model Lexus SUV stopped; pulled out a very expensive camera, with a 12-inch lens , and started taking pictures. As an actor, I was exhilarated because I connected enough with the truth that people “believed” it. However after more cars, trucks, and SUVs continued to pass by, a deeper feeling begin to emerge. What was an exercise in creativity for me, was life for someone else. There was even another homeless gentleman, (or at least he seem to have very little material prosperity), who passed looking down at me because from where he was standing, he was doing better than I appeared to be. For those few hours as I lay on the ground by the 5 th Street Bridge, I was homeless. I then begin...