I grew up in dark and ignorant times in Rangiora, North Canterbury. I remember questioning my Dad about the dishevelled man we saw shuffling through the streets of Christchurch.
Rodney Hide Sat, 19 Oct 2013
I grew up in dark and ignorant times in Rangiora, North Canterbury. I remember questioning my Dad about the dishevelled man we saw shuffling through the streets of Christchurch.
My Dad said that the man was a deadbeat. Dad didn’t know any better.
We now know the man was simply homeless.
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