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The guy gave him the name of an aunt. The next day, Owen went to the library and looked up the aunt's phone number. Owen called her, and eventually, he says, the man was reunited with his family.
"Have you ever seen a family reunion on TV?" Owen asks. "My God, it was just like that. Screaming, yelling, snot, tears. That was just from me. And I didn't even know the guy."
Owen wants to go to a homeless camp under the bridge. He climbs down a rock-covered embankment.
"A dozen guys have split their heads open coming down here too fast," Owen says. When he reaches the bottom, Owen recalls that a homeless man once beat him up. Owen called 911, and the police, he says, dispatched a helicopter.
"Man, I'd be dead if it wasn't for that helicopter," he says.
He estimates that he's been beaten up three or four times. His glasses have been broken and his face bloodied.
Owen says his father has bought him a burial plot in Cimarron in case a homeless man kills him.
A train roars overhead as Owen walks across an empty field toward the river. He pushes through the small, leafless trees and stumbles across an abandoned, floral-print mattress.
"This place will be hopping in the summertime, and it's the mission's fault," Owen says. "The mission actually encourages people to camp out. That way, they can tell their donors, 'Oh, look at all of these poor homeless people. We need to help them.' And the money rolls in."
When he finds a fishing pole, he bends it over his knee to break it. He carries the split rod and a blue milk crate up the hill to a dumpster.
"The field trip is done," he says.
In the parking lot outside the Hanover Pancake House on Kansas Avenue, David Owen explains why homosexuality is wrong.
"You see, people like me, sometimes they get so lonely and desperate, they'll find a relationship, even if it's an inappropriate relationship, like with another guy. That's not right. All right?
"Girls scare me to death," Owen confides. "Have you ever watched that show Beauty and the Geek? I love that show. If there's hope for them, there's hope for anybody. But some people, because of their fear, are more comfortable having an inappropriate relationship with somebody they feel comfortable with."
The restaurant is bustling just after noon.
"This is a nifty place to eat, I'll tell you," Owen says. "Democrats love to hang out here, too. Since I'm a Republican, this is where I love to eat, because I love to pester Democrats, since they pester me."
Owen says he's a Republican because he's a Christian. Over a lunch of coffee and pumpkin pancakes with cinnamon and whipped cream, Owen explains his conservative agenda. His latest interest is the anti-abortion movement. Owen vividly remembers taking a road trip to St. Louis with Operation Rescue to protest an abortion clinic. "Don't kill your baby! Don't kill your baby!" he says a woman from Operation Rescue yelled at a woman entering the clinic. In the middle of the restaurant, Owen mimics her cries.
A few diners look at him, bewildered. Owen doesn't notice. His story ends in victory: The would-be patient decided to keep her baby.