Tag: homeless funeral

Remembering My Friend Named John

You were just found a few minutes ago on the bus bench. I was raising money for a shelter that hadn’t completely formed yet. We didn’t know it, but our lives would be changed forever.
I think the best years of our lives started that day of the bus bench. Like a few stray strands forming a rope, we were definitely part of something bigger. COSAC was just starting out and we were just finding our purpose. Once you were with us we knew what we were supposed to be.