Black Like Me 17-37

I can relate to Griffin in the story when he has to find a room and he thinks about sleeping in the church when everyone leaves. When I lived in Girdwood, Alaska which is about the same size of the Dryades in New Orleans at the time. I was all by myself and I had to look for places to stay sometimes I would sleep in my tent in the woods. I think that is pretty cool and it makes me respect the writer more after reading that.