For years, 87-year-old Jerry Fleischaker has walked up to the people the rest of us walk by.
"Hey! There's Jerry," homeless men and women would call out in greeting as the wiry great-grandfather with the long gray ponytail made his rounds, offering a blanket, a ride to shelter, or just a friendly smile.
He showed up during snowstorms and heat waves and right after open-heart surgery. He searched under bridges and clambered down icy river embankments. He worked full-time, for years, for no pay, moving through the streets of Minneapolis at a clip that kept co-workers a third his age scrambling to keep up.
A decade ago, this retired pharmaceutical salesman volunteered for the street outreach program at St. Stephen's Human Services and discovered an uncanny knack for offering people the help they needed, just when they needed it most.
"Some of the best years of my life," said Fleischaker, who's about to take a well-earned second retirement.
The people he worked with, and the people he worked for, gathered in the basement of St. Stephen's Human Services in Minneapolis last week to thank the man who turned volunteer work into a vocation. But the first person to step forward to say "thanks" was Fleischaker himself.
"I'm just grateful. Grateful to have been able to be a part of St. Stephen's, and be able to go home every night feeling good about myself," he said. "And to live the rest of my life feeling good about myself."
He was 77 years old when he started this work. He'd lost Norma, his wife of 52 years, to Alzheimer's disease, and she was on his mind when he saw a story about St. Stephen's search for volunteers to help with a new street outreach project.