"I started smoking cigarettes when I was eight. I was the fourth of six kids, and my older brother and his friends loved daring me to do stuff. 'Take a drag, take a drink, take a puff.' So I started real young. It's really too bad... I'm in my 50's now, and my heart can't really take it anymore.
"I had been driving trucks for years, until I got this last heart attack. It was a good job--lonely sometimes, but it paid the bills. Ever since my last attack, I can't do it anymore. It's too dangerous. I'm looking for something else but, for now, I'm back out here."
--John at Friendship Park, Loaves & Fishes