today published my essay about the man Wilmington knew as the Ogden Santa.

A few lines of it are below. Check out the whole thing if you have a sec. 


Dane Hobbs didn’t have a TV or a car or even a cell phone….or, for that matter, a house. He had a wallet for awhile, but one day that got stolen, and with it went his license, library card and Social Security card, so he didn’t have those any more either. He didn’t even have his name, either, not really. When people asked him what his name was after that, he just told them he didn’t have one. Someone had taken it, he said. They’d needed it more.

So people called him Santa, because…. (keep reading)