This is Floyd. Caroline and I have watched Floyd walking various streets in our neighborhood for the past three years and day in and day out, Floyd, most often shirtless, is headed somewhere. This wouldn’t be odd anywhere else, but here in Phoenix, Arizona you very rarely see the same person twice – ever. I’d often thought of stopping and asking this old guy his story but we were typically en route somewhere ourselves and couldn’t afford the time. Today I found the opportunity when I spotted him making his way east on Bell Road. Turns out Floyd, originally from Shreveport, Louisiana, has been walking these streets of Phoenix to keep busy for the better part of thirty-five years. On occasion, he heads to Wickenburg and has had an odd job or two, but more often than not you’ll find him walking across Phoenix.