In recent weeks I'd walked, bicycled or driven past the sidewalk where the Old Crow Book Club typically meets, and seen multiple times an upended wheelchair, blankets and plastic bags full of possessions scattered across the concrete. There was never anyone around the mess, although twice I saw a lump under the blankets that could have been a human being.
Robert in a Wheelchair
Robert in a Wheelchair
Robert in a Wheelchair
In recent weeks I'd walked, bicycled or driven past the sidewalk where the Old Crow Book Club typically meets, and seen multiple times an upended wheelchair, blankets and plastic bags full of possessions scattered across the concrete. There was never anyone around the mess, although twice I saw a lump under the blankets that could have been a human being.