Jun. 19th, 2003 07:53 pm
An update on Bob
So, while waiting for A. to finish putting K. to bed, I was rereading the last several entries here and I got to June 3rd and my dream about Bob, the homeless guy.
Well, this morning he was finally back, 2+ weeks later. No, not in Tahiti or Florida as a fellow-Park St. compatriot had hoped. Sick with something pretty nasty. You could tell from across the street he'd been sick- lost a noticable amount of weight and was pale underneath his perma-tan, if that makes sense. And hands shaking. Poor guy. I'm glad he's well enough to sit on his stoop. It worries me that if something did happen to him, I'd likely never know.
I have to remember to make him spaghetti for tomorrow. And hope like hell he really does show up again to get it.
Well, this morning he was finally back, 2+ weeks later. No, not in Tahiti or Florida as a fellow-Park St. compatriot had hoped. Sick with something pretty nasty. You could tell from across the street he'd been sick- lost a noticable amount of weight and was pale underneath his perma-tan, if that makes sense. And hands shaking. Poor guy. I'm glad he's well enough to sit on his stoop. It worries me that if something did happen to him, I'd likely never know.
I have to remember to make him spaghetti for tomorrow. And hope like hell he really does show up again to get it.