Death is never far from our minds
Sunday, July 6
Oh , Death where is thy sting? Oh, where is thy victory?
It is summertime and the death count continues. Summer is always the worst part of the year in skid row. This is when people begin to die. The person being rolled out below was only 43 years old , a youngster. No one knows why she died. It is just one of those things.
Watching as another neighbor, dying to get off skid row, rides into the sunset
