spacemanspiff
Senior Member
I'm walking to the bank earlier to get the money order for a Kimber TLE II, and at an intersection is a man holding up a sign for stopped traffic to read:
"Homeless Veteran, Need money for food, God Bless."
This is nothing new, theres always someone on this corner in need of help. But there were a few things I noticed that made him different.... His clothes were clean, well kept. His facial hair was groomed, no beard by a mustache, hair was seemingly well kept as well. He stood straight and I could tell he had some stubborn pride left in him.
All the others who ask for assistance wear raggety clothing, havent bathed in weeks, reek of BO and booze.
I just walked by at that point, but I was thinking more about my indifference. I have never given anything to anyone asking for money, for up here there are so many programs for the homeless that they dont have to go hungry or without a roof over their heads. All they have to do is stay sober.
Then I started comparing a Vietnam Vet to a WWII Vet, and here is my quandry: Why is it that I feel a different level of respect for a WWII Vet over a Vietnam Vet? The US lost thousands of soldiers in Vietnam, whether or not it was a "just" war, thats not the issue here though.
So at that point (I'm almost made it to the bank) I think "Maybe I should drop him a few dollars on my way back". But then I remember that our state also has a program for Veterans to get them back on their feet. They provide housing, food, and help them find work. They have stricter rules, such as curfews and limited number of visitors they can have come over, but its still better than standing on a street corner.
He was gone by the time I returned, but what would you have done?
"Homeless Veteran, Need money for food, God Bless."
This is nothing new, theres always someone on this corner in need of help. But there were a few things I noticed that made him different.... His clothes were clean, well kept. His facial hair was groomed, no beard by a mustache, hair was seemingly well kept as well. He stood straight and I could tell he had some stubborn pride left in him.
All the others who ask for assistance wear raggety clothing, havent bathed in weeks, reek of BO and booze.
I just walked by at that point, but I was thinking more about my indifference. I have never given anything to anyone asking for money, for up here there are so many programs for the homeless that they dont have to go hungry or without a roof over their heads. All they have to do is stay sober.
Then I started comparing a Vietnam Vet to a WWII Vet, and here is my quandry: Why is it that I feel a different level of respect for a WWII Vet over a Vietnam Vet? The US lost thousands of soldiers in Vietnam, whether or not it was a "just" war, thats not the issue here though.
So at that point (I'm almost made it to the bank) I think "Maybe I should drop him a few dollars on my way back". But then I remember that our state also has a program for Veterans to get them back on their feet. They provide housing, food, and help them find work. They have stricter rules, such as curfews and limited number of visitors they can have come over, but its still better than standing on a street corner.
He was gone by the time I returned, but what would you have done?