We still need homes

One new resident loved his new room. Well, his new, old. People didn't want the rooms in the old building. They wanted to be in the new building. It didn't bother him. The birds nested in the gum tree outside his room and woke him early. He was homeless before moving to his brother's caravan for a few months. He drank most of his life but now he was burnt out. Everyone in the town knew him. He stopped drinking to come to the home and we accepted him.