My Worst Sacrifice, aged 63
Many other Children had it even worse...even to death in one way or another
I've gone on the streets before, but never at 63-years-old with a two-month-young compression fracture on my back. I fell on my side with my arm extended, so I hit the floor on the side of my rib cage. It was bad enough that I lost two inches of height from crumbling. It was still bad when I again went on the street. I wrote a bit while homeless, and once 15 days after again being housed.
Maybe I'll add to this prelude to my suffering while homeless, cold and Injured, thru October in Toronto, Canada.