Skookum: Death On The Sidelines

He had one of those lives that you read about in a paperback novel that someone left at the laundromat. The pages are dog-eared, the covers are crumpled and the dryer with your clothes is going kalump - kalump as you watch the clock above the detergent dispenser tick. He died the same way. When he came to North Idaho, Wayne Christensen joined the cadre of the faceless and rumpled in the greater Coeur d’Alene area whose past, to those without one, is scattered like cigarette butts and fast-food wrappers along the Interstate/ Ralph Bartholdt , Skookum Photography. More here .

Question: Have you had any hands-on encounters with the area’s homeless population?