Today Bob wants to take me on his morning walk to meet a man who sits in the shade near the Bellagio walkway.  Intrigued to know what it was about this particular man vs. the many others seen on the walkways sitting above the Las Vegas Strip, I agreed to go.  On our way, Bob tells me that he has seen this man in this same spot for at least a year.  Each time he passes, he is always smiling and says, "Have a good day."

We found him in his usual spot sitting cross-legged on something that looks like an old book bag.  Directly in front of him is a beat-up plastic cup once used to collect coins from the slot machines at MGM and a sign off to the right that reads, "Anything Helps! Thanks & God Bless."  I also notice that the dilapidated sign is propped up with a previously frozen bottle of water.  The last  few details I see before I start to photograph him are two freshly eaten containers of yogurt, a wrapped cookie drizzled with chocolate, and two roses woven out of palm fronds.

It's 7:45 a.m. and Frank has only about 4 feet of shade before he is chased away by the sun.  I had no breakfast muffins to give to him this time, but was glad to see that he had just eaten.   Bob handed him a few dollar bills which he gratefully accepted and his eyes lit up.  

His name is Frank.  He's originally from Connecticut but moved to Las Vegas 11 years ago in order to be closer to his adult children who live in California.  Frank proudly tells us that he sleeps "indoors" with a group of other people who are in a similar situation.  He commutes to this spot using public transportation which he says is the best in the world.   

Frank leans forward and when he does, he tells me about the rainbow he sees on the walkway at about this time everyday.  I tell him I see it as well.