July 23, 1995 |
For Michael Ward, hope was lost and found on the same day. It was cold the afternoon Barbara Creager saw him sleeping alone in front of a Bakers field mission, all his possessions packed in a single duffel bag. She had come looking for him after a social worker told her that she had seen him wandering the streets, sick, with nowhere to stay. "There he was, this little guy, and I said, 'You must be Michael, and I'm Barbara, and I've come to take you home,' " Creager recalls.