(needed only to find a place to bunk, w/ help of social services). I promised to keep in touch w/ him at least every other week, got him a bike to ride in town, helped w/ clothes, kitchenware, etc. He found room-house w/ other men like him in town, got a job, seemed to be stable. I visited him once month, had lunch together. Then he changed jobs, got out of town, worked/lived on farm, loved it, was good at landscaping. We kept in touch by phone more later on. All the time he told me he was doing good, but I knew I could not trust everything he told me, b/c I knew he was a path. liar. I urged him to get in touch w/ his daughter, she was getting married, and he did this. I'm so relieved he was a part of her special day. Before his death, he was less in touch w/ me, I would call, and get no call-backs. This was never a good sign...it meant he was heading back into trouble. I was so very right, even tho' I didnt want to be. After not hearing from him in over 2 months, he showed up at my home on Jan. 4, 2010, w/ a girlfriend. That also meant trouble, b/c each time he got into trouble/prison, it was b/c he felt he needed to impress a girl, buy her stuff he couldnt afford (stealing/forging), tell her tall stories. He even told her and family members that he was dying of a brain tumor! Dont understand this, or why he would say such a thing, but he did and would. He once told me he had leukemia too.
Anyway, he & g/f stayed for a nice dinner, we were happy to see him, I was relieved he was physically okay, but still worried something was up. I was so right---he called a day later, said he and g/f changed phone numbers, gave me new ones...