Last night I talked with a man in his mid-20s at a Catholic Worker street outreach at our neighborhood in Cleveland. Nice guy, but hurting tremendously. He’s currently living in his car and parks in a friend’s driveway on the east side of town at night. The man is originally from Fremont, Ohio. He has been diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia, manic depression and sometimes cuts himself. I used to do dual diagnosis work with drug and alcohol and mental health patients. And I know that, ideally, this man needs a supervised group home setting and a “Care Team” of people around him. That is, he needs someone to take him places, someone to fundraise so he can get a college education (he wants to go to school), someone to tutor him, people to just be his friends… But he, like so many people down here, is falling through the cracks. Why? Because those more well-off care very little, if at all. That simple.