Oh, if I could say a few words about who we are. The pace and homelessness some don’t want to see; men and women, who do the strangest things. They talk and walk, would you believe; they work and read, they take care of their families, and they love to care for their children’s needs. They sleep at night, under stars as they breathe. They eat lots of different foods, not always the healthiest things. They rise up from where they use to be, they have been trained to do many things. They live their lives in hope to live them doing things proper and believe in the Lord of all things. Strangers and strange people don’t believe if you take time to look, you’ll see what I mean. The poor and the homeless just might be like you and me if they had a home. They might not do such strange, strange things.