LAS VEGAS 2011
We had not been to Fremont Street( old down town) so we walked! It was probably at least three miles! Were we crazy or what! But it felt good to get some exercise(except for my ankles) since I ate more than usual. On our way back we tried to figure out how to use the bus system. It cost us $5 each just for a ride back to our hotel.
While we were waiting for the bus two homeless men were also there. One of the men, Frank sat down by me and was fiddling trying to open the food he had just bought. I say fiddling because his right hand was in a cast. A car had hit him while he was trying to dodge traffic. I found this out after striking up a conversation with him.
I realized that this man is a human being with a story so I started asking him questions. It turned out he was a Vietnam Veteran. He was a father but had not seen his family in years. He said they were better off without him. I could tell he was very intelligent by the way he spoke, and I told him this and he thanked me.
He could have had a career in the military but he said it just wasn't his thing. His father had made the military his career. I asked him why he lived in Vegas and he said it was cheap. One thing that struck me was that while he was eating his shrimp another homeless man told him it looked good and he gave him one to eat. I thought how generous!
I enjoyed our conversation and was kind of sad when the bus came. I asked him then what his name was and told him I would pray for him and I will. I hope to see him in eternity! He is a suffering soul.
I mentioned it all seemed so shallow because it is. I would not want the temptation of being rich. Sure it can buy many things but it can't buy one's salvation or happiness. I think it can easily provide a wrong sense of security. But then I've never been rich so I really don't know!
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