Comments on: The Homeless Highway Gentleman http://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2009/10/29/the-homeless-highway-gentleman/ Dr. John Grohol's daily update on all things in psychology and mental health. Since 1999. Sat, 26 May 2012 02:27:01 +0000 hourly 1 By: Rick http://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2009/10/29/the-homeless-highway-gentleman/comment-page-1/#comment-641663 Rick Sun, 14 Feb 2010 02:16:12 +0000 http://psychcentral.com/blog/?p=6527#comment-641663 Thank you for this astute and well written story. I also knew of a man who walked the main street everyday. He was a product from World War II and was literally shell shocked and would walk looking down and with the tip of his boot he would stop frequently checking for land mines. He lived for years doing this and had the most profound look of sadness in his face. When you saw him your heart would go out to him, yet some laughed at him but one day he disappeared and I never saw him again. Thank you for this astute and well written story. I also knew of a man who walked the main street everyday. He was a product from World War II and was literally shell shocked and would walk looking down and with the tip of his boot he would stop frequently checking for land mines. He lived for years doing this and had the most profound look of sadness in his face. When you saw him your heart would go out to him, yet some laughed at him but one day he disappeared and I never saw him again.

]]> By: Erica http://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2009/10/29/the-homeless-highway-gentleman/comment-page-1/#comment-636570 Erica Mon, 02 Nov 2009 00:05:45 +0000 http://psychcentral.com/blog/?p=6527#comment-636570 Living in New York City I pretty much became immune to the homeless population at a very young age. But I can't help but remember this homeless Vietnam Vet that would walk by my school every single day. He was very well put together and always wore an old rumpled suit jacket. Sometimes if we were outside he would stop and talk to the teachers (that's how we found out he was a vietnam vet). I will always remember that man because his eyes looked so sad, yet he always had a smile on his face. Living in New York City I pretty much became immune to the homeless population at a very young age. But I can’t help but remember this homeless Vietnam Vet that would walk by my school every single day. He was very well put together and always wore an old rumpled suit jacket. Sometimes if we were outside he would stop and talk to the teachers (that’s how we found out he was a vietnam vet). I will always remember that man because his eyes looked so sad, yet he always had a smile on his face.

]]> By: Katrin http://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2009/10/29/the-homeless-highway-gentleman/comment-page-1/#comment-636471 Katrin Sat, 31 Oct 2009 03:56:54 +0000 http://psychcentral.com/blog/?p=6527#comment-636471 Yes, you never know! Everyone has a 'story', for sure. Usually I share my stories when they relate, but today I won't, and that feels both good and different. Yes, you never know! Everyone has a ‘story’, for sure. Usually I share my stories when they relate, but today I won’t, and that feels both good and different.

]]> By: Gabriela http://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2009/10/29/the-homeless-highway-gentleman/comment-page-1/#comment-636461 Gabriela Sat, 31 Oct 2009 00:31:13 +0000 http://psychcentral.com/blog/?p=6527#comment-636461 Touchy? Maybe... If I figure out all well, I think you can do more on the subject. Touchy? Maybe… If I figure out all well, I think you can do more on the subject.

]]> By: FergalOK http://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2009/10/29/the-homeless-highway-gentleman/comment-page-1/#comment-636403 FergalOK Fri, 30 Oct 2009 09:54:09 +0000 http://psychcentral.com/blog/?p=6527#comment-636403 Wonderful vignette. Reminds me of a homeless man who used to pass my house twice every day, with a suede coat and oiled combed back hair, a neatly presented man, carrying two bags, as if off to catch a train in the 1950s. He too walked with purpose and it always struck me how little we are different to each other yet how little it takes to be so different. Wonderful vignette. Reminds me of a homeless man who used to pass my house twice every day, with a suede coat and oiled combed back hair, a neatly presented man, carrying two bags, as if off to catch a train in the 1950s. He too walked with purpose and it always struck me how little we are different to each other yet how little it takes to be so different.

]]> By: The Homeless Highway Gentleman | Breaking News Update http://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2009/10/29/the-homeless-highway-gentleman/comment-page-1/#comment-636394 The Homeless Highway Gentleman | Breaking News Update Fri, 30 Oct 2009 03:51:27 +0000 http://psychcentral.com/blog/?p=6527#comment-636394 [...] Facebook | del.icio.us | Digg it | reddit | StumbleIt [...] [...] Facebook | del.icio.us | Digg it | reddit | StumbleIt [...]

]]> By: Adam http://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2009/10/29/the-homeless-highway-gentleman/comment-page-1/#comment-636373 Adam Thu, 29 Oct 2009 20:46:53 +0000 http://psychcentral.com/blog/?p=6527#comment-636373 Thank you John, this is really touching. I'll send it to a few people. Thank you John, this is really touching.

I’ll send it to a few people.

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