re: #463 wrenchwench

Random connection to this story. Maybe 10 years ago or so, on Christmas (I think, might have been Thanksgiving but I’m pretty sure it was Christmas), my dad ran across Kelly Thomas when running to the store for last minute supplies. Thomas had busted out a window in a vacant office building for shelter. My dad (and I think my sister) went back with old shoes, clothes, and a couple of plates of food for him. Reading this story has always been weird for me because of that.