It’s Thursday night under the bridge and that meant that John the Tie Collector was there doing what he does best… bringing a smile to your face. Carl the Bike Repairman was talking about Potluck in the Park and what I think he said was being homeless for 23 years. Between my deaf ears and his mumble, we made it work.
Then you had Big James throwing down a tribal beat on his drum while two young men threw down some break dancing moves. Of course No Sleep Jonathan was there tonight too telling me how he was doing after just losing his dad.
And so it is each and every Thursday night under the bridge. It’s a place where not just everything matters, but rather, everyone matters.
…if anything matters at all.