Kevin's, 'KK's' story broke my heart *spoiler*

I watched this excellent documentary on Netflix, with a heavy heart, but without getting too emotional.

Right from the beginning I felt that Kevin "KK" stood out, because of the way he looked after the old lady that fed the stray cats and collected trash. I thought how sweet of him to have such tolerance, empathy and understanding for an old woman who "regular" society would likely just dismiss as being crazy and ignore.

Then when he talked about his affinity for horses, I liked him even more. I am a big horse lover and have several of my own. And I thought, gosh I have two horses in my little herd that would greatly benefit from someone like him. It was just a thought that flashed through my mind. I even have a great barn loft space, that could easily be built out as ranch hand living quarters :)

Towards the end when everyone talked about their dreams or thoughts. He spoke again so kindly, that his dream would be to have acreage with horses and that he would look after the elderly cat lady and even let her collect all the trash she wanted and have as many cats that she wanted, if that is what would make her happy.

The the whole time, I am thinking what a genuinely kind and caring person he is.
Of course at the end when their was a follow up of all the main people featured in the documentary, I had high hopes that KK had bettered his situation.... But as all who saw the film know, everyone featured bettered themselves in one way or another...everyone.... except KK... Who was murdered!

That's when my tears started rolling....

For me it was KK who symbolized the tragedy of the homelessness situation that is visible (to those that look), in all large cities not just L.A.
He put a face on it for me...



"Equitare, arcum tendere,veritatem dicere."