Around about the year 2000 or so my younger brother worked at the Salvation Army in Vancouver (Shelter, soup kitchen, etc). He said a homeless man had come in with no shoes on one day, and he literally took the boots off his own feet and gave them to the man. (He actually walked home in his socks) ...the next day it was discovered in that man's room that he had restrained and hung someone with the laces from those boots.
My brother really had a hard time with that... I know how he feels... you spend your life always trying to do the right thing and be a good person, but the ugly world makes the nice people hurt so much inside...
(In loving memory of my now deceased brother, Rick Jones. I wish I had the peace you now have.)
