“This articulate man … this model, this dancer, this singer,” Pierce practically roared, “died outside, homeless, on a snowy, frigid day, 80 years old. A senior citizen. He could have been your father. He could have been mine.” How, Pierce demanded, does that happen? And the couple of dozen people gathered Thursday night in the sanctuary of Miracle Cathedral on the Near East Side to say goodbye to their friend all just shook their heads and prayed for answers. They were there to remember Spriggs, at man who for decades brought joy to so many in Columbus, whether he was singing during worship inside local churches, engaging in fellowship with others at a free community meal, or stealing the limelight every summer at ComFest in the Short North.