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he did alot of things he never thought he'd ever do, just to survive, just to get by. since his world fell apart in the early 1980's he'd been wandering from place to place, doing anything to make a few bucks so he'd have just a little, just enough money to contribute to he and his friends late night get togethers. at times the late night get togethers might start at noon the day before. he wasn't very handsome but he seemed to have friends and relatives all over the united states, and even a few as far away as singapore but he'd never been there. with the money he would earn doing these jobs that no one else in there right mind would do he'd hitch-hike to and from the job, the license bureau took his license,"the cost of gas was unaffordable anyway," he would sleep usually at a friends sometimes at relatives, sometimes wherever, and in the winter when the cold was unbearable he'd head south. he new he was getting to old for this life style but the pain kept him moving. it had been nearly thirty years of his life, living like this when he broke down and bought a used rideing lawn mower. he drove that lawn mower practicully everywhere, and it had driven him even beyond the state line, he babied his lawn mower and established a lawn mowing route to earn a little money. he realized cutting grass would never make him rich but it was a way to earn money,"being homeless." later he bought a trailer he could pull behind his trailer and with some modifications he had a bed to sleep in. he still visited his friends and relatives,"he would cut alot of there lawns," but he'd spend the majority of his earnings on fruit, any fruit he could get his hands on. he especially liked when his uncle came back from singapore, he'd aways smuggle a durian fruit or two to calm his cravings. although his uncle was rarely around so he'd have to be satisfied with apples, pears,oranges,bananas or any other fruit he could lay his hands on, but he learned to love durian fruit although because of it's horrible smell he often had to eat it outside, and only on windy days so as not to offend passers by, but that suited him fine because he was homeless.