Thursday, March 6, 2014
Lizard frog turtle rattle snake foot prints in the snow graffiti under the bridge Shirley Temple dusty Mama from a bottle not as easy as jumping in a car and going to work perspective basketball football Speedway. By the way, we came to the realization last night that our minimally funded public transportation further runs a divide between the haves and have nots. The bus routes are so convoluted that it takes several buses to get from here to there, so time becomes a factor. A slave to the bus times.
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Thursday, February 27, 2014
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Thursday, February 20, 2014
In the meantime, during an impromptu stop, Tommy approached us from the dark speaking in tongues and smiling all the while. He stayed with us a while, thanking us, and we took a group shot.
We saw Mark for the first time in a while. He's been staying safe in his cabin in the woods, reluctant to risk the climb up the snowy hill. He's burned plenty of wood to stay warm. "It never got colder than 40 degrees in my place," he said when I asked about some of those sub-zero days. I shivered at the thought of it.
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Thursday, January 30, 2014
|Frozen tent city|
We set out early to beat the dark and the coldest temperatures. We took to the streets, where we found several bundled souls flying signs. We handed Susan a sleeping bag and Monty some sandwiches. We hiked into the woods and found some civilization without civilians--packed away warm somewhere, I'm sure.
As a result, we visited none of our housed friends this time, spreading just as much disappointment as joy.
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Thursday, January 23, 2014
|Syd and Bri help warm the night for Betsy and Rick|
We met Rick in the alley. He talked a laundry list of topics, including Black Widows in Russia and abortion. Sean kept it more simpler, talking only of the weather.
Mama called, and Francis answered, fooling Mama for only a bit before she caught on, "JASON!"
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Thursday, January 9, 2014
|Finding tent communities|
Our view and definitions of those three terms are very different from some of the people who we visit each Wednesday. As a result, we find it very difficult to understand why our HOPE friends can't just pull themselves up the next day, apply for a well paying job, and be on their feet in moments.
Since we look at these terms from different understandings, we think differently of each other and we come up with different solutions to them.
Think about how you might deal with those terms if you were alone and had always felt alone.
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Wednesday, January 1, 2014
|50 McChickens and 2 Cruisers and 1 day in 2014|
We found Mumbles on South Street who stepped into our car as he asked for a ride. He garbled some quick direction and then wished us a happy new year.
We caught Jerry walking in the snow, and we quickly talked with him and reminded him to meet us in the ally next Wednesday evening. We wished each other a good new year.
Susan shined as she told us about her Christmas where she was able to get her grandchildren some gifts. She couldn't quit from grinning, snug within that hood of hers.
New Year advice: Question desire. It usually isn't thinking of your future.
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