Most New Yorkers can’t find anything nice to say about a panhandler begging for spare change. Unless it’s posthumously.
When Carroll Gardens panhandler Gilberto Medina died earlier this month, many residents grieved the loss of the familiar face that greeted them on their daily commute.
Medina, a wheelchair-bound homeless veteran who set up shop at the bottom of the steps of the Carroll Street station, was remembered with a shrine near the spot he frequented for two decades. The sidewalk memorial featured a photo of Medina, a single candle, bouquets of flowers, and strangely, a plate of sandwiches. Visitors hung notes from the subway handrail, but some residents still had words left unsaid about Medina: