To honor the requests of readers, I will fill in the blanks; the parts I left out concerning Marlin, the Nashville homeless man I tried to help described in Marlin & the Duck Part I(below.) I'm not sure what percentage of homeless folks he represented, but at the time, I thought he was the exception. In retrospect and even as time went on, I came to realize many things I did not know in the beginning, but I also think he changed (digressing once again to alcohol) toward the end of the three or so years I knew him...

In this world of progress, where has it led us and where are we headed?

I had always wanted to talk to a homeless person--someone considered a bum; to find out how they got that way, if they had any aspirations and if there was anything I could do to help them change their situation. I finally got the chance...

Can fireworks parallel a much more significant issue about theirs and our existence?