The heroin kids go there for a meal, then go get their fix.

I know a guy who is an evangelical Christian. Very nice. Sober because that's how he wants to be, not how he expects people want him to be.

He doesn't try to evangelize me: he says that I'll know when the time will come. Not sure about that, but it's a good way to let that conversation lay.

He volunteers at the mission a few blocks away. The heroin kids go there for a meal, then go get their fix. They are not allowed in if they are noticeably high, so their visits can be sparse.

He says you can't save them all, but that saving one can be enough. I don't ask him how many kids he thinks he has saved, because I don't think the odds are very good. It seems like a lot of work. Hopefully he at least has one.



-jj

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