I got in trouble with the law and was sent to jail for a year. I ended up in Calgary at Spy Hill. Once I was let out, I didn’t have a place to go and ended up living outdoors in Calgary.
In the recent weeks we’ve experienced unusual cold snaps and Arctic lows, I am reminded of my own suffering with Jack Frost and his gaggle of cold. A part of my life was living in the outdoors as my home. Homelessness plagued my life for too long and I realize that if I had not had the community of fellow homeless folks, I would never have survived the frigid temperatures.