My name is Jeff Shindler. Almost three years ago I decided I couldn’t keep living the way I was. I had been living as an addict for twenty-five years, with the last five years being homeless. I lived under bridges, in fields in a tent, and sometimes under a bush in the park or beside an abandoned building. I did this between three different states, Reno, Nevada, Sacramento and Redding, California and Salem, Albany, Cottage Grove and Eugene, Oregon.
