SO MUCH NICER IN THE COOLER WEATHER!
I went out for two hours tonight, and it was so much better. Not so hot. I started at the exit ramp from Route 8 to Wilbeth Road. My friend, Roger, was leaning forward. I thought he was dead. Thank goodness, he was just sleeping. He had two trash bags full of trash, and he was surrounded by water bottles, fast food wrappers, cigarette packs. People want to help, so they give him food and water. They think that's what he wants. He wants cash. Almost all the food and water given to him is wasted. Such a shame. There has to be a better way to live. After that, I went to Barbara Street. THERE WAS SO MUCH TRASH! I guess every two weeks isn't enough. How could there be so much trash in one place? It makes a world of difference to clean it up. I only had 22 minutes left in my two hours when I started on these two areas. It took 22 minutes to clean them both . . . and make a friend! I met a woman, named Louise, right around the corner from this area. She said sh
