Walking through downtown Tampa, I saw Rob weaving a bit
as he navigated the sidewalk at 11AM. As I approached, he quickly walked toward
me and asked if I could help him get lunch: he was hungry. Prepared for this
eventuality, I showed him a few dollars and explained that I liked to meet and
photograph strangers. I handed him the $$, shook his hand and said, “My name’s
Bob”. He brightened up and said that he was Rob; we were both Roberts! True. My
namesake and new BFF was prepared to pose any way that I liked.
Rob was from Michigan, and has been in Tampa for two
years. Being homeless, he finds the Tampa climate far more hospitable. I didn’t
mention that if you have a home, the climate is STILL more hospitable.
As I walked away, he called, “Hey, what’s your name?”