The fading blue wall is covered in Ira Terrell’s love letters.
Dozens are stuck there. He looks at his homage and smiles. “I love the Peachtree,” he says, pointing to one of the “letters” — the runners bibs he has collected over the years.

Once a homeless alcoholic, the 64-year-old has a different kind of appreciation for the world’s largest 10K race…”

Read more of Doug Roberson’s article “Peachtree Road Race helps homeless man live”.