Having grown up in Norfolk, I couldn't help but see the many "cart pushers." They could have the appearance of an undesirable, but they were doing something admirable - cleaning the public streets at no cost to the city, of trash that probably on more cases than not was left by the so-called more respectable citizens that could afford the more expensive cans of beer and cigarette packages that lined the curve. So, amidst an area known for its crime and drug pushers, was the cart pusher, a homeless street person that could have one heck of a spirituality beneath that dirty, musty clothing.
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