A winter morning I went to a local drive-in restaurant to pick up breakfast for my son.
As I 1 the drive-in restaurant I saw an old ragged man 2 on the sidewalk quietly, with no shoes, no socks just 3 feet. A woman was offering him some 4. After receiving my son's food I 5 around to the parking lot close to where the man was. A couple weeks ago, I had 6 a bag for a homeless man I had seen down by the beach, but I had not seen him again, so I didn't 7 the bag. It had a blanket, clean shirts and socks, some snacks and baby wipes. I knew the bag I packed was 8 for this old man.
I got out of my car and 9 him the bag. He was nearly in 10 and thanked me so much. He was so moved and happy. The woman who offered him food thanked me and asked my name. I 11 myself as Leann, which happened to be the name of her daughter who is now in heaven, and she asked to give me a big 12. She told me I was an angel and James, the homeless fellow 13.
I am not an angel, just a person who has been through something 14 before and know what it was like. It's always good to show 15 and offer help to others.
