Real brothers
I was out one evening doing a little outreach just checking in on some of my homeless family. There was one man named Steve that slept on a bench at the bus station. He had lost both of his legs to frostbite. I took extra Care of my good friend. I'm visiting with Steve when another one of my homeless Brothers named Bud stopped by to say hello. Both of these gentlemen I really enjoyed being around them. Bud of course had his usual pint of vodka with him. We were all three chatting with each other. There was something that was about to happen. And what did happen, I only witnessed an act of kindness that was both compassionate and unselfish. It was a Street outreach moment that I will never forget. Steve was laying down on his normal bench at the bus station. Out of nowhere with great frustration he Yelled out, “God damn it!”He let us know that he had lost control of his bowels and had an accident. I had an accident. I was not going to let my good friend Steve lay ...

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