Today on my way home from church, I saw one of the many U.S. military veterans that I know who are or have been homeless in Greensboro. He was flying a sign at his usual corner. I stopped to say hello and asked if I could take a picture of his sign.
I was glad to hear that he’s inside right now, staying in a basement room until he can get into something better. His small VA pension isn’t enough to pay the rent. He’s eligible for Social Security disability, but that can be a long process. He’d like to get a Section 8 housing voucher, but the waiting list is long. So for now, he flies a sign to help pay the bills. He says, “These things don’t happen overnight. You just have to wait.” I admire his attitude and patience. I rarely hear him complain.
He has a car, but it’s not on the road right now. It needs some repairs that he can’t afford to make. He’s optimistic about part-time job prospects, a little something here and there, once the weather warms up. He’s a regular at his church and his faith in the LORD never seems to waver. I know there are some issues that he deals with, but he was peaceful and happy today, and it was good to see his smiling face.