The reporters were wondering why someone would be on the interstate after midnight and I instantly flashed on the two gentlemen I picked up a couple of days ago, drenched in sweat and about to pass out from heat exhaustion. Yesterday's weather was the same, if not worse, and even my oldtimer, Kuma, who normally loves loves loves the heat on his ol bones, just sits inside the on an ac vent and looks away when I try to coax him outside to do his bidness. He's no fool.
So here's a very plausible scenario: Man has some appointment to make over in Metro Center, which happens to house a number of government agencies, as well as the Mental Health Cooperative. Man makes it over there during business hours but doesn't want to have to deal with midday furnace temperatures. Man waits until it's dark to walk anywhere. Man avoids bridge due to chance encounter with police vehicle and decides to cross freeway instead. Man may or may not have had a few beers, bottles of "wash" or other intoxicating substance. Man misjudges speed of oncoming vehicles and gets smucked. End of story.See? If ya just think about it for a sec, it's pretty simple to consider how the gentleman wound up on the freeway around midnight on one of the hottest days of the summer so far.
Homelessness kills in so many ways.....
