Olan is not homeless anymore for his nephew opened their home to him. But there are times when he can not contain himself inside four walls. Tonight he came to the park to relax after a busy day of collecting treasures from trash. He digs in trash cans for cans to recycle and other valuables to put on his garage sale.
I admire his perspective of life, eat, relax, dig through junk for treasures, drink a little bit or too much. Get sick, almost die a number of times, recover, get up and go again. His IQ is high, he is no dummy. This is his way of life and he likes it.