Annual homeless count finds those who are often hidden

Annual homeless count finds those who are often hidden

"I walk around Earth worrying about me." Wearing an old coat and hat, thin and vaguely smelling of alcohol, the man was agitated—maybe even angry—at Ann’s question. It was Wednesday morning, 4:30 a.m. when Ann saw him. She spotted the man on State Street, the main road through Fremont, Ohio. Ann saw him right before stopping to fill her car with gas at a Speedway station. Moving at a pretty fast clip, the man (black, maybe in his 40s) was cutting through the station lot as Ann was pulling up to the pump.…

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