I met this man at the train station one day. I asked if I may take his photo. He was so proud – he asked me not to take a photo until he was ready. He tucked his shirt in, stood up straight, and made himself look presentable.
It brought a tear to my eye, and I love how raw and touching this photo is, and what it now means to me.
His name is Jimmy. I bought him some lunch, and gave him some money. I have never had someone so grateful for my help.