“I had a dream last night,” Deborah Hall told her husband. “A wise man who changes the city. I saw him.” She gazed at him warily, as if afraid he might think she was losing her mind.
Ron Hall knew better. His wife was the sanest person he knew. “You saw the man in your dream?”
“Yes,” she said cautiously. “I saw his face.”
It was the face of a homeless man who came to the shelter where the Halls served meals once a week. A street bum who refused to sleep inside or talk to anyone at the shelter. An angry dangerous loner who frightened everyone he came in contact with.
His name was Denver Moore.
Deborah had a passion for reaching out to the homeless. Ron, a wealthy international art dealer, would rather have just written a check.
Same Kind of Different as Me is the true story of how Deborah’s compassion forged an extraordinary friendship between two men from the opposite ends of society. It is not the story of how a wealthy white man rescues a poor black man…but the story of how they rescue each other.