Thirty seven days as of this writing until Trevor loses his housing at Tiny Town, the 30-unit container village set up temporarily in the pandemic and set to close permanently on Feb. 15. The military veteran, retired since 2012, has been offered spots at a couple of the more chaotic supportive housing buildings in the city, but is holding out for better. His dream is to get back into market housing if he could find a place for $1,000 or so a month, where he could live by his own rules and have friends over – prohibited in most supportive housing buildings. “I don’t want a place that makes me go downward, I want a place where I can go upward. The one place I got offered, I had a few friends move in there and pretty soon they were wishing they could move back to Tiny Town!” Trevor’s drug is alcohol, not street drugs, and he notes that those two groups of people don’t mix well. “I smoke cigarettes and drink alcohol. I stay away from the people who do drugs, and they stay away from me.”