About a year ago, I bought a big puffy raincoat sort of like this picture but in a blue color.  People said it looked like a sleeping bag, and it really was too much, so I put it in the trunk of my car and decided to give it to a homeless person on the street.

But I always seemed to be walking or taking the bus when I saw someone who might need it--until this past week, when a guy by the Safeway at Taraval asked me if I could spare some change. 

I looked into my wallet and tried to find the smallest bill.  I found a dollar and gave it to him.  He thanked me and God blessed me the way people on the street so often do.  I felt bad about having tried to give him so little, and then it occurred to me that I could give him the raincoat in the trunk of my car.

"Would you like a coat?" I asked him, this man who was wearing only a sweatshirt and some sweatpants--and fentanyl.

"Yes," he said, and I got the coat out of the trunk of my car and gave it to him.

"It's kind of like a sleeping bag," I told him.

He thanked me again and God blessed me.

Later I wondered whether it would be to cumbersome for him.  Would he wear it at all?  Would he sell it?  Maybe he would find someone sleeping on the street and give it to hm.