A sad, strange sighting
Aug. 31st, 2005 07:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsThis morning as I headed to work, I walked through the band of woods behind my house to the road and then down to the bus stop, I passed by one of the saddest scraps of personal remnants ever left behind: a pair of pants, filthy, with a belt still in the loops; several random, scattered pages from one or two porn magazines; and a letter from the Division of Child Support.
The letter was a note to a man telling him that DCS needed to know his current employment status and his current phone number. There was a SASE attached with a form for his response.
There was nothing I could do; there was no sign of the man, and I had only a name. Not even an address for him; just the return address on the SASE. I hope the rest of his family isn't in a similar state of wreckage as he must be.
The letter was a note to a man telling him that DCS needed to know his current employment status and his current phone number. There was a SASE attached with a form for his response.
There was nothing I could do; there was no sign of the man, and I had only a name. Not even an address for him; just the return address on the SASE. I hope the rest of his family isn't in a similar state of wreckage as he must be.
