Some months later, I found it again. The Christmas decoration was still up. He had put in a sturdy door, with a lock. Good idea! Bored teenagers come into the woods, too. (When you find a big pile of beer cans in the woods, but no signs of homelessness, the pile belonged to a group of teens.) I believe this was the day I met him. He had not been there in quite awhile, he said. He had been living with an older couple, helping with the husband, who had dementia. But, finally, the wife managed to get government services. Some in-home health care got approved. He wasn't licensed. So, he returned to his shack.
The last time I came by was November, 2012. He had spruced up a bit, with a UT Longhorns Flag and a rather unfortunate vintage beverage sign, which these days would probably be considered racist, certainly by the vast majority of black people. But, I will give him grace. Below, see his decorations, including the one still there from Christmas, and his sturdy ax. He had a fire ring. Very well kept; however, we had then and still have a burn ban due to drought conditions. I've found fire rings all over the place, but only once did I find one with still burning coals. That one, I extinguished with the two water bottles I brought.
Let's end with this quote by Dennis Rodman:
I've been homeless. I've worked at 7-Eleven.