Skip Frankenfield and his dog Cassie called the woods near Carowinds home for five years.
During the next 12 months, Frankenfield would become an unofficial spokesman for the homeless, telling the community at forums and through the pages of the newspaper what it’s like to be homeless. Telling his story – one of alcoholism, job loss and depression – could not have been easy. But, Frankenfield welcomed people to his spot in the woods, eager to have a conversation with them and quick with thanks for the many donations that poured in after his story was published in January.
Since then, Frankenfield has become a regular rider on a weekly transportation service that takes the homeless to get services they need in Rock Hill. He’s planning to go to alcohol rehabilitation, and has gotten a job as a bell ringer for the Salvation Army.
Frankenfield may spend some of this winter in the woods, but we’re putting our odds on it being his last.