"It's easy to ignore them, but they're there if you look: struggling souls with stories to tell about their hard lives."
It's a marvelous read. That it happens to be the USA is disgraceful.
http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-tobar-20100423-33,0,1964643.story======
..."Hello!" Salinas called out. "Anyone need a lunch? Some socks?"
A moment later, the small community of hidden souls stirred to life. A man stuck his head out from behind the fence and took a sandwich. Then the door to the RV opened, and another man emerged. He said his name was Gary and that he'd been living in the RV with his wife and two dogs for about a year.
"Used to live over by Crenshaw," he told Salinas, an outreach worker with the Hollywood-based nonprofit People Assisting the Homeless, or PATH. "Had a job detailing cars at a carwash."...
I'm going to start thinking of the homeless that way, as members of my family — often unseen but always present, waiting to be found and maybe even helped, if I just take the time to see them.