I met this guy last weekend while working on this week's feature story. It's about being homeless in Central Oregon and you can read it tomorrow (we're going to press RIGHT NOW!).
Anyway, his name is Patrick. He spent two years and nine months in the Navy and now he's homeless. The image of him standing shakily next to his tent on that cold, wet Saturday morning remains burned into my brain.
Not be a huge bummer here, but Patrick's plight has made me quite sad.
Especially as the wind and rain continue, day and night. The storms have been waking me up at night but it's Patrick who keeps me awake.