The story:
During my rounds this morning, I pull up to a park and am waiting for the pest control tech. Please note that this particular park is a passive use park, with biking, hiking and horse trails, and is not staffed unless an event is booked there. I notice what appears to be a body wrapped up in a sleeping bag. The "hackles" arose, I approached and spoke loudly "Hello!". The bag stirs, and a guy rolls out and says hello back. I ask was he OK and he said he was. I asked him was he passing through and he said yes, and that he was walking to the next town. I noticed his gear and some clothing spread out on the concrete (where he was lying) was wet and that he was shivering. I told him that I could open the restroom (heated) and that he could stay there for a while to warm up and possibly dry his clothes. I asked him did he have any money or food and he replied no.
I gave him about $4 and some change (all of the cash I had on my person), and he thanked me. I told him I would return in a couple hours to lock the restroom.
The questions:
Did I do enough?
Did I have to do anything?
The whole scenario was sort of unsettling to me. I didn't feel endangered, just kind of sad for this person. I do not know his story nor how he came to be in such dire straits (maybe he chooses to live that lifestyle).
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