In my small town like many small towns we had our resident hobo. Tom was homeless but homeless by choice. He was mid 60 s a true hippie in every sense but just a gentle soul. He loved music and always sat on the bench listening to me playing and writing songs in the park. His kids grew up all successful and after his wife dumped him twenty years ago he would just do his own thing and write his poetry. People here all loved the guy and loved talking with him as he was very smart and talented. Just followed his own path. Last night while crossing the street in the middle of town in the crosswalk an eighty year old driver on oxygen and medication ran him over and killed him while he left McDonalds. Very sad he was a friend and I will miss him very much