My mother, like all the women in our neighborhood, and the woman on the bench in my third hobo piece, feared the bums.  She dreaded the sight of one coming up the path to our door, looking for a potato or a slice of bread or a handful of coffee.  My pals and I found them to be not only harmless but friendly and playful when we visited their encampment.  The Bus Stop is twelve inches high and fifteen inches wide.  The base and the bench are made of Arizona walnut and maple wood.