A sad, strange sighting

[elfs]

This 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.

Comments

[dossy.livejournal.com]

What's sad is the fact that what you found probably means there's some kids out there who aren't getting a child support payment from their deadbeat, leaves-pants-in-the-woods-with-porn dad.