We’ve all seen them; they stand at freeway and grocery store exits, stop lights and haunt our streets – the homeless. When seen, our eyes generally avert, and our pace quickens. Even if we do help, it’s only to shove a bill or change into a hand or cup and quickly move on, our duty seemingly done. But what if we took the time to sit down and talk with them. I recently did just that; meet Dilby.