I was out running errands this afternoon and went to a shopping center in a rather affluent area. As I turned to go in, there was a man standing on the median with a sign. At first I thought it was a college student looking for a way home. Once I saw the sign, I realized it was someone who was in desperate need of help. It was a miserable, cold, snowy day and this man looked like he had just enough on to keep warm. His sign said: "Lost my job. I have kids. I need help." While this could have been a scam, my gut instinct said that this was a horrifying reality of our current economy. While many of the people driving past ignoring him were out worrying about that expensive gift, this man was humbling himself hoping for no more than a chance to help keep his family alive. He seemed like a man who never expected to be standing on a street corner looking for charity. I could not drive by with someone this much in need. I have experienced this. I took everything I had in my wallet and gave it to him. My hope is that it helped, but my fear is that it wasn't enough. I wished I had more to give to him. The best I could give him was a wad of money, some hope, and a sense that someone else cared. Maybe that was enough. The frightening aspect of this experience is that in this economy this could be any of us. His sign reminded me of pictures from the Great Depression. My hope is that he will get through this, that others helped him today, and that he will find employment soon and have some sense of security restored to him and his family. I have done a lot of charity in my lifetime. This one really got to me.