The snow has been coming down lately. I was able to get a new pair of boots fortunately before it started. At least this will keep my feet warm which is so important. When your feet are warm, it helps your body temperature to stay up.
I've been watching for others on a daily basis. You can always learn something from watching other homeless people. I call myself a work in progress. I never feel as though I've learned too much. You can never learn too much.
If nothing else, you learn what to do in any given situation, you learn new tricks. And sometimes you learn what not to do, by some of the dumb things that people do on a daily basis. You can always learn. Always!
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
A Manic Day
It's cold and rainy out today, about 38 degrees. It's not quite freezing at 32 degrees, but it's cool nonetheless.
It's important to keep dry during weather like this. Once your clothes (jacket, hats, gloves, and especially shoes) get wet....they stay like that the whole day. The worst feeling for me is "wet feet"! I hate"wet feet"! I'm looking at a guy sitting on the steps of a church across the street, and he appears to be drenched. I can see his face from here. I know the "look"....hopeless, dejected, and one of embarrassment when people walk by.
Like me...he doesn't beg. He just sits....passing the day, minding his own business until he can possibly get into a shelter for the night. Most shelters don't open until 6:30 or 7 p.m.
It's important to keep dry during weather like this. Once your clothes (jacket, hats, gloves, and especially shoes) get wet....they stay like that the whole day. The worst feeling for me is "wet feet"! I hate"wet feet"! I'm looking at a guy sitting on the steps of a church across the street, and he appears to be drenched. I can see his face from here. I know the "look"....hopeless, dejected, and one of embarrassment when people walk by.
Like me...he doesn't beg. He just sits....passing the day, minding his own business until he can possibly get into a shelter for the night. Most shelters don't open until 6:30 or 7 p.m.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
A Family Affair
I'm starting to see more and more homeless "families". Sometimes one child with a parent or parents. Sometimes multiple children are present. I'm wondering how the parents get by without being stopped by the authorities. Especially when school is in session, and the children are not in school on a daily basis. Hmmmm. Makes you think.
I feel for the children. Not many shelters accept families with children, or even children for that matter. I know it has to be hard, as it's hard just me by myself. Many that I see, the children don't complain. I wonder if many ever had a stable home to begin with?
I feel for the children. Not many shelters accept families with children, or even children for that matter. I know it has to be hard, as it's hard just me by myself. Many that I see, the children don't complain. I wonder if many ever had a stable home to begin with?
Saturday, December 6, 2008
I hate "Meeeces 2 Peeeces"!
The place where I'm staying may have a rodent problem. I felt a mouse crawl up my leg last night! (At least I HOPE it was a mouse....and nothing bigger!) It appears to be relatively clean, but that "little guy" tells a different story! I'm not afraid of them, I just don't like "sharing my bed" with them. Upon further inspection this morning, I found some mouse poop on the mattress. Yuck!
Cup Half Empty or Half Full?
It's been a while since I have posted to this blog. Things have been rough, but I feel blessed to be alive nonetheless. I count my blessings everyday. When some see the glass half empty, I see it half full. There are days though when it's hard to stay positive.
The weather is changing. The shelters are at the "max". Cramped. It's a shame, because some have been shut down to make way for the "elite" and "professional" set. They are trying to close Franklin in NW!
The weather is changing. The shelters are at the "max". Cramped. It's a shame, because some have been shut down to make way for the "elite" and "professional" set. They are trying to close Franklin in NW!
Friday, May 30, 2008
Like Oprah & Trump.....The Big Give!
I have a big heart. Always have, always will. Even in my current state, where I have virtually nothing, I am always thinking about the other person. I can't explain it, just never have been a selfish person like many.
I had the weirdest dream last night. I don't know if all of this stress has triggered me dreaming something like this, but it was weird. I dreamed that things were hard for me, but suddenly, I became very wealthy somehow (don't ask me....i can't remember how.....i woke up! lol) Suddenly, I went from walking everywhere to driving my dream car a BMW 750! (I actually woke up feeling guilty that I had such a nice car. Can you believe it? I felt guilty about.......a dream!) I had a nice condo or house with as many rooms as I could see in a dream. My kitchen cupboards were stocked to the hilt. That part I remember very well. And yet, what stood out most in this dream, is that every day I would get up, and start cooking, and filling to-go containers with food. I would then assemble everything that was needed for a homeless person to enjoy a meal. I then loaded my new Black BMW (beautiful) with all of this food. I stuffed it with as much as I could. I knew what it's like to be hungry for even a moment. So I packed my car so that no one would have to go hungry. Then I went on the "prowl". Driving by parks, abandoned lots and anywhere that I knew there would be homeless people. Then I would get out, and start handing out the to-go boxes. It was a weird dream.....but a very good one. I felt like Oprah on "The Big Give"!
I had the weirdest dream last night. I don't know if all of this stress has triggered me dreaming something like this, but it was weird. I dreamed that things were hard for me, but suddenly, I became very wealthy somehow (don't ask me....i can't remember how.....i woke up! lol) Suddenly, I went from walking everywhere to driving my dream car a BMW 750! (I actually woke up feeling guilty that I had such a nice car. Can you believe it? I felt guilty about.......a dream!) I had a nice condo or house with as many rooms as I could see in a dream. My kitchen cupboards were stocked to the hilt. That part I remember very well. And yet, what stood out most in this dream, is that every day I would get up, and start cooking, and filling to-go containers with food. I would then assemble everything that was needed for a homeless person to enjoy a meal. I then loaded my new Black BMW (beautiful) with all of this food. I stuffed it with as much as I could. I knew what it's like to be hungry for even a moment. So I packed my car so that no one would have to go hungry. Then I went on the "prowl". Driving by parks, abandoned lots and anywhere that I knew there would be homeless people. Then I would get out, and start handing out the to-go boxes. It was a weird dream.....but a very good one. I felt like Oprah on "The Big Give"!
The Walls Are Closing In.....!
I have CLAUSTROPHOBIA! This in a city that is getting smaller by the minute. I love DC, but there are times when my claustrophobia / anxiety disorder get's the better part of me. There are times when I have to sacrifice what little resources I have to get away from the city for a minute. I've lived in NY and New Jersey also......suffocated!
DC has fit the bill so far. But it's changing, and becoming more Metro-whatever. It's kind of a good thing tho.......because i'm witnessing history being made. But bad for me, because I can't cope sometimes. The amount of people in some locations, i.e. China Town, Union Station areas and many more, is stifling sometimes. I deal with it the best way that I can. I'm like a side-winding snake or a crab....I avoid the crowds many times. Don't get me wrong, I can go to events, shows, movies etc. (my buddy took me to see D.L. Hughley about 2 weeks ago) but I have to leave soon eventually when the crowds start to M.O.V.E.
DC has fit the bill so far. But it's changing, and becoming more Metro-whatever. It's kind of a good thing tho.......because i'm witnessing history being made. But bad for me, because I can't cope sometimes. The amount of people in some locations, i.e. China Town, Union Station areas and many more, is stifling sometimes. I deal with it the best way that I can. I'm like a side-winding snake or a crab....I avoid the crowds many times. Don't get me wrong, I can go to events, shows, movies etc. (my buddy took me to see D.L. Hughley about 2 weeks ago) but I have to leave soon eventually when the crowds start to M.O.V.E.
Better Beginnings
Back in the day.....life was much better for me. I come from a good family, where I was always provided for, and had the best. Even when I became an adult, I worked hard in almost everything that I did. I've been in and out of Corporate America for many years now. The gigs that I've had paid me out the wazooooo, and basically paid you for "just showing up". I've been used to having the best when it comes to apartments, condos, and homes. So you see, I have'nt always been homeless. It just goes to show that it can happen to anyone and anytime.
I was caught off guard the first time that it happened. I had failed to plan ahead, and it cost me dearly. I remember it well. My first corporate down-sizing! What is down-sizing, I said? I had never heard the terminology before. I learned very quickly, and boy was I in for a rude awakening.
I remember getting my "pink" slip. Wasn't even "pink". I felt cheated! (lol) At least give me what you say you're going to give me.....right? You're giving me a pink slip.....that's not even pink! (I can find the humor in this now.....even though at the time....it was devastating).
Being that it was my first time, as I said, I was not prepared. I was used to having thousands of dollars in the bank, travelling with friends, eating at the best establishments etc. I had a nice car at the time.....which basically saved my hide. Everything started to reverse on me with the job loss. No longer did I have the mega cash on hand, no more eating out....to expensive. The so-called friends....bailed out on me. Bills started to mount. My savings......wiped out. Zero. Zilch. Then came the fabled EVICTION NOTICE! Uggggh! I still have problems saying that word now. My nerves were shot. I was scared out of my gourd. I ended up selling or giving my furniture to neighbors and friends, and put whatever else I could in storage. I couldn't even afford a large enough storage area to house all of my vintage, and antique furniture. (That still pains me to this day. One of a kind items. Irreplaceable!)
Anyhow, to make a long story short, everything being dissolved from the home location, it was me and my car now. I remember finding a little gig thru a temp agency. Having a gym membership, I could still shower etc and clean up to go to work. I wanted to work. I wasn't used to not working. So I slept in my car, drove every morning to B_ _ _ _' _, worked out briefly at 5 and 6 am, just like now, and then went to work.
What made this time so difficult was that it was going into the winter month's. And at the time, I was in the mid-west. Midwest winters are "NO JOKE"! Temperatures in the teens, with a windchill factor added in! Whew! I remember putting blankets, and comforters in my car trunk. It was soooooo cold. I would drive around and find quiet, private spots where I would be undetected on the street. I wanted it to appear that my car was just a parked car, and no-one would be the wiser. Until those night at 2 a.m. when you have to go take a whiz in -10 below weather. ( Note to self: May you never again "piss into the wind"!) I remember having to start the car 'every 5-10 minutes. I counted by my watch, and it seemed that every 8 minutes, my fingers and toes would go numb. I couldn't risk any frost-bite damage to my hands especially, since I made my living with my hands etc......'typing, multi-tasking'. I had to learn a lot of little tricks to survive. It was harder in the mid-west than here in DC. There weren't all the "agencies" that there are here to help you out. So in order to eat somedays, I had to charge lunch on my gas cards, and store the food in my trunk. Only things that were non-perishable though. Also, it had to be something that could be eaten at the time, because in this weather, anything else would be frozen if left in the car. And I had no microwave or any way to warm it up.
Just a brief overview of my 'first time'. I would never wish it on anyone. But just goes to show that it can happen to anyone, no matter what status in life.
I was caught off guard the first time that it happened. I had failed to plan ahead, and it cost me dearly. I remember it well. My first corporate down-sizing! What is down-sizing, I said? I had never heard the terminology before. I learned very quickly, and boy was I in for a rude awakening.
I remember getting my "pink" slip. Wasn't even "pink". I felt cheated! (lol) At least give me what you say you're going to give me.....right? You're giving me a pink slip.....that's not even pink! (I can find the humor in this now.....even though at the time....it was devastating).
Being that it was my first time, as I said, I was not prepared. I was used to having thousands of dollars in the bank, travelling with friends, eating at the best establishments etc. I had a nice car at the time.....which basically saved my hide. Everything started to reverse on me with the job loss. No longer did I have the mega cash on hand, no more eating out....to expensive. The so-called friends....bailed out on me. Bills started to mount. My savings......wiped out. Zero. Zilch. Then came the fabled EVICTION NOTICE! Uggggh! I still have problems saying that word now. My nerves were shot. I was scared out of my gourd. I ended up selling or giving my furniture to neighbors and friends, and put whatever else I could in storage. I couldn't even afford a large enough storage area to house all of my vintage, and antique furniture. (That still pains me to this day. One of a kind items. Irreplaceable!)
Anyhow, to make a long story short, everything being dissolved from the home location, it was me and my car now. I remember finding a little gig thru a temp agency. Having a gym membership, I could still shower etc and clean up to go to work. I wanted to work. I wasn't used to not working. So I slept in my car, drove every morning to B_ _ _ _' _, worked out briefly at 5 and 6 am, just like now, and then went to work.
What made this time so difficult was that it was going into the winter month's. And at the time, I was in the mid-west. Midwest winters are "NO JOKE"! Temperatures in the teens, with a windchill factor added in! Whew! I remember putting blankets, and comforters in my car trunk. It was soooooo cold. I would drive around and find quiet, private spots where I would be undetected on the street. I wanted it to appear that my car was just a parked car, and no-one would be the wiser. Until those night at 2 a.m. when you have to go take a whiz in -10 below weather. ( Note to self: May you never again "piss into the wind"!) I remember having to start the car 'every 5-10 minutes. I counted by my watch, and it seemed that every 8 minutes, my fingers and toes would go numb. I couldn't risk any frost-bite damage to my hands especially, since I made my living with my hands etc......'typing, multi-tasking'. I had to learn a lot of little tricks to survive. It was harder in the mid-west than here in DC. There weren't all the "agencies" that there are here to help you out. So in order to eat somedays, I had to charge lunch on my gas cards, and store the food in my trunk. Only things that were non-perishable though. Also, it had to be something that could be eaten at the time, because in this weather, anything else would be frozen if left in the car. And I had no microwave or any way to warm it up.
Just a brief overview of my 'first time'. I would never wish it on anyone. But just goes to show that it can happen to anyone, no matter what status in life.
Please Try Your Call Again......
It never ceases to amaze me.....the few close friends and associates that "know" of my "situation", know that I have a pre-paid cell phone. It seems at the worst possible moments, that they call, and just want to "yack". I can't blame them tho....they are just worried about me, and sometimes don't hear from me for a while. So they call me up (only 6 minutes pre-paid time left mind you...lol) and want to tell me about how the family is, things going on at the office, the color of the new car I bought, how many sales I made yesterday...etc.
They get a little upset or out of sorts sometimes when I cut the call short. But they fail to remember or realize that I don't have a contract, and can't just talk all day. I'm not a phone person really anyhow. I'm a "functional" phone person....I say what I have to say (i.e. meet me at such-and-such at 5 pm) in 3-4 minutes or less and then I'm done.
But, since the advent of texting, it kind of saves me a little money on airtime, since it only cost a few cents to send one, versus actually using per-minute airtime to talk. It also saves me from my friends that like to go on "tangents" with their conversations. It allows me to tailor, and or control it a little more.....say what I have to say and be done.
I also use the old landline/payphone trick. It saves me a lot of money. Someone calls. I let it roll to voicemail, and then call them back from a payphone. Only 50 cents for the call, and I can "talk" a bit longer if they need to, since the call is paid for already now. Who say's I can't have "unlimited" nights and weekends! LOL
They get a little upset or out of sorts sometimes when I cut the call short. But they fail to remember or realize that I don't have a contract, and can't just talk all day. I'm not a phone person really anyhow. I'm a "functional" phone person....I say what I have to say (i.e. meet me at such-and-such at 5 pm) in 3-4 minutes or less and then I'm done.
But, since the advent of texting, it kind of saves me a little money on airtime, since it only cost a few cents to send one, versus actually using per-minute airtime to talk. It also saves me from my friends that like to go on "tangents" with their conversations. It allows me to tailor, and or control it a little more.....say what I have to say and be done.
I also use the old landline/payphone trick. It saves me a lot of money. Someone calls. I let it roll to voicemail, and then call them back from a payphone. Only 50 cents for the call, and I can "talk" a bit longer if they need to, since the call is paid for already now. Who say's I can't have "unlimited" nights and weekends! LOL
Thursday, May 29, 2008
CrackHeads Rule!
Last night I went to what I thought would be a quiet spot to get some sleep. Even though it was chilly outside, I would trade it for a quiet nights sleep for a minute. However, what I found upon arrival at a local area church off 14th street was off the chain. When I climbed the steps, I was greeted by several crackheads, (actually using the pipe when I arrived). They were kind of divided into little "communities" or families if you will. The "lady of the house" that I copped a spot near, greeted me (while hitting her pipe, and searching for the crumbs on the ground) and immediately started to question me. She wanted to know if I had been there before (she did'nt remember me from the last time not so long ago....2 weeks), and immediately wanted to know if I had (lol...get this....a gun). Then she wanted to know if I had any money. After I started to engage her....it "seemed" as though she wanted to talk for a minute. So I did even though I was tired. However, as SOON as she found out I didn't have any money, she immediately said that she didn't want to talk anymore.
I guess what appeared to be her man appeared. He was with her the last time that I came there to get some rest. It was colder though, and they were rapped up in their blankets etc. The only time they saw me, was when "he" got up to take a piss and run the street for a minute. He didn't remember me either though, because the last time that I saw him, he was standing over me "tweaking"! He was really high then, and very erratic in his movements. Everytime he moved, my eyes would open (trying to keep track of him). And it's a good thing that I did, because he would be standing over me each time.
Last night however was different though. He did'nt seem to remember me either though. He asked me if I had been there before, to which I replied yes. He asked me then if I would move around the corner from where they were. I told him no, (because there was ample room for all of us and this was a public place). He started to get nervous, and went over and whispered something to his girl (so much for whispering....cause I heard just about everything). He told his girl that I might be "5-0".......and took her around the corner to the other side of the porch on the church. They disappeared for what seemed an eternity, but was only less than 5 minutes. I sat up immediately not knowing if he was going to come around the corner with a brick or gun or something. When he didn't come back within about 10 minutes, I left and went to find another location I thought would be safer. It was a long night.
I guess what appeared to be her man appeared. He was with her the last time that I came there to get some rest. It was colder though, and they were rapped up in their blankets etc. The only time they saw me, was when "he" got up to take a piss and run the street for a minute. He didn't remember me either though, because the last time that I saw him, he was standing over me "tweaking"! He was really high then, and very erratic in his movements. Everytime he moved, my eyes would open (trying to keep track of him). And it's a good thing that I did, because he would be standing over me each time.
Last night however was different though. He did'nt seem to remember me either though. He asked me if I had been there before, to which I replied yes. He asked me then if I would move around the corner from where they were. I told him no, (because there was ample room for all of us and this was a public place). He started to get nervous, and went over and whispered something to his girl (so much for whispering....cause I heard just about everything). He told his girl that I might be "5-0".......and took her around the corner to the other side of the porch on the church. They disappeared for what seemed an eternity, but was only less than 5 minutes. I sat up immediately not knowing if he was going to come around the corner with a brick or gun or something. When he didn't come back within about 10 minutes, I left and went to find another location I thought would be safer. It was a long night.
Appreciating your input.....assistance
This is a special thanks to those that have posted information & resources that provide for the assistance of homeless individuals. Sometimes, we get so caught up in the concerns of everyday life, that we take for granted things done.
Thanks to the good peep that posted the information about Bread For The City info, and also the good peep that listed this blog with DC Blogs. Thank you.
It comes with much appreciation.
D.
HOMELESSJOBLESSHUNGRYNDC@YAHOO.COM
Thanks to the good peep that posted the information about Bread For The City info, and also the good peep that listed this blog with DC Blogs. Thank you.
It comes with much appreciation.
D.
HOMELESSJOBLESSHUNGRYNDC@YAHOO.COM
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Stay Encouraged....Be Strong.......Keep Optimism!
I hope that anyone, if anyone, reading this that may be in a similar boat, can stay strong, and encouraged, and realize that hopefully things will not alway be as they are. I work on a daily basis to set small, realistic goals for myself that I know that I can attain. I set them a little on the small side so that they are not over-whelming, and then I get discouraged....and quit.
Like a Gray Mare
The gray hairs are coming out with a ferocity now. I used to be able to keep up with them. Thank goodness for "Just for Men". The guys in the locker room at the gym stare.....but it's a necessary evil that I have to do. After I get my workout, I have to work the gray out!
It only takes me about 10 minutes.......and I feel so much better, and younger after I'm done. It does a lot for my self-esteem.
It only takes me about 10 minutes.......and I feel so much better, and younger after I'm done. It does a lot for my self-esteem.
They're Biting....Not Fish Either!
They were biting last night. Not fish either! I had to sleep outside last night. I slept at a bus stop. The funny thing is, I had to walk a country mile to find one, because many of them were already "occupied". Yea.....the Inn was full!
I finally found one, in an area that i thought was relatively safe. I pulled my hat down (to keep warm, and "hide" my face) and then put my sunglasses on. Yea....I hear a song coming on....."I wear my sunglasses at night"!
They were biting last night....and no, not the fish either. The mosquito's were out in full effect. And boy were they hungry! They ate me alive! I need to get my bottle of alcohol and go from head to toe. I don't know how some of the guy's do it....they lay on the ground, totally oblivious to the mosquito's, bugs that crawl on them, and the.....RAT'S! I guess for some, a mixture of crack and or alcohol will cancel the sense of "feel and touch" out sometimes. I've never been bitten by a rat before.........not on my to do list!
I finally found one, in an area that i thought was relatively safe. I pulled my hat down (to keep warm, and "hide" my face) and then put my sunglasses on. Yea....I hear a song coming on....."I wear my sunglasses at night"!
They were biting last night....and no, not the fish either. The mosquito's were out in full effect. And boy were they hungry! They ate me alive! I need to get my bottle of alcohol and go from head to toe. I don't know how some of the guy's do it....they lay on the ground, totally oblivious to the mosquito's, bugs that crawl on them, and the.....RAT'S! I guess for some, a mixture of crack and or alcohol will cancel the sense of "feel and touch" out sometimes. I've never been bitten by a rat before.........not on my to do list!
It's All A Blur!
Memorial day weekend has been a "blur". That's not necessarily a bad thing either. I needed a brief escape from the burden I've been carrying as of late. I went to a local bar and I guess the patrons could tell I'd been under some stress and that it looked like I could use some relief. Before I knew it, I had "5" credit shot glasses lined up in front of me. Different patrons had bought me some much needed drinks. Much needed!
Needless to say, I got blitzed this weekend. It's normall not my character to do this. But it happened. I've never been one to get drunk, vomit, puke, and pass the *#@$ out! Just not my style. I did however, just....pass out! (LOL)
My friend "R - " who works for the "F_ _", cam back from a training class he had in North Carolina. He graduates this weekend. I'm so proud of him. He only came back in town for the weekend, and to check on his house, since hes been gone almost the entire month of May. So I crashed with him for the weekend. He had an all night card party with some of his friends. One of them make the best hot dogs! I don't know what she put on them, but they were all of that! Also another friend made cocktails. She put some MOJO on them MOFO'S! (Whoa Nelly!)
I couldn't hang though. I was already blowed from the liquor I had at the bar. I greeted everyone politely, then went upstairs to take a shower, and then retired quietly to my buddy's guest room. Silent departure.
Needless to say, I got blitzed this weekend. It's normall not my character to do this. But it happened. I've never been one to get drunk, vomit, puke, and pass the *#@$ out! Just not my style. I did however, just....pass out! (LOL)
My friend "R - " who works for the "F_ _", cam back from a training class he had in North Carolina. He graduates this weekend. I'm so proud of him. He only came back in town for the weekend, and to check on his house, since hes been gone almost the entire month of May. So I crashed with him for the weekend. He had an all night card party with some of his friends. One of them make the best hot dogs! I don't know what she put on them, but they were all of that! Also another friend made cocktails. She put some MOJO on them MOFO'S! (Whoa Nelly!)
I couldn't hang though. I was already blowed from the liquor I had at the bar. I greeted everyone politely, then went upstairs to take a shower, and then retired quietly to my buddy's guest room. Silent departure.
Friday, May 23, 2008
A Rude Awakening!
Last night and the night before, I was awakened at the bus terminal by a uniformed DC police officer letting me and others know, that if you didn't have a ticket to travel, you would have to vacate the premises.
His voice, was heavy and startled me. Having lived in Detroit, Baltimore, NYC, DC and New Jersey, I don't frighten or scare easily. He caught me off guard. But then again, I guess most anything would when you have your eyes closed......right?
His voice, was heavy and startled me. Having lived in Detroit, Baltimore, NYC, DC and New Jersey, I don't frighten or scare easily. He caught me off guard. But then again, I guess most anything would when you have your eyes closed......right?
The Picture of Health?
Even though I workout everyday and keep a nice tight, muscular frame......I need a good physical exam. I cannot remember the last time I had one. Oh yes, I do. October 2006......poinsonous spider bite, put me in the hospital for 4 days. Had to have an operation to have the venom and dead necrosis tissue removed. But does that count?
I have no medical insurance. I have no dental insurance. I am well, but also want to stay that way. My teeth are beginning to hurt some days. I know that I have at least 5 cavities. I can feel them. They hurt bad.
I have no medical insurance. I have no dental insurance. I am well, but also want to stay that way. My teeth are beginning to hurt some days. I know that I have at least 5 cavities. I can feel them. They hurt bad.
A Family Afair
I'm starting to see more homeless "families" on the streets now. With the foreclosure rate being as high as it is DC....no not just DC....the country......more and more families are losing their homes. I see them every day. You can't miss them. I see them all the time at the library, McDonalds, Union Station, the City parks......all over.
A father, a mother, and child.....or sometimes children. It breaks my heart. I know how difficult it is just for me as a single man to take care of myself, let alone a whole family. I see them pulling multiple backpacks and suit cases. I see the mother feeding her baby at the library. I see them washing clothes out at the bus station. I see them filling out job applications while eating lunch with a crying baby. It makes me wonder where they go or stay at night. Do they separate and meet back up during the day? The reason I say this, is because most homeless shelters do not take families, or even couples for that matter. So a whole family.....where do they go at night? Hmmmmmm.......
A father, a mother, and child.....or sometimes children. It breaks my heart. I know how difficult it is just for me as a single man to take care of myself, let alone a whole family. I see them pulling multiple backpacks and suit cases. I see the mother feeding her baby at the library. I see them washing clothes out at the bus station. I see them filling out job applications while eating lunch with a crying baby. It makes me wonder where they go or stay at night. Do they separate and meet back up during the day? The reason I say this, is because most homeless shelters do not take families, or even couples for that matter. So a whole family.....where do they go at night? Hmmmmmm.......
Duty Done!
Wow.....! I can't believe it's over! I mean it's been less than a week since we started jury duty.......but it seems like more! I guess it was just the time spent with 11 other people in a closed room for so many hours......it seems like a lifetime. To make a long story short, the defendant had 5 charges against him. We found him guilty of only 1 (possession of marijuana). The other 4 charges...........1) Possession of a firearm without a license 2) Possession of a firearm without a registration 3) Possession of ammunition for a firearm 4) resisting, and assault on an officer.......we were deadlocked on. The majority, including myself ruled "not-guilty" on these charges. The evidence was just too overwhelmingly simple that this young man was not guilty. Story in short: Officer pulls up behind a suspicious van, turns on lights (sirens etc).......van pulls off. Chase ensues. Van ends up in DC in a dead end street, strikes a pole. Chase is over, but occupant of the van (5 total) flee.......all but one get away....save one.....the defendant. Long in short.......they had to pen the charges on someone........he was the only one left. I couldn't in good conscience, put this young man away (based on the evidence presented), just because he was the only one that was caught. The judge declared a mistrial on these counts.
The judge thanked us for serving, and released us. The lawyers from both opposing sides came into the jury room to speak with us, to ask us what they could have said differently to convince us of their case. We ran it down for them.....on both sides......Offense and Defense.
That was my "LAW AND ORDER" moment.
Case closed.
The judge thanked us for serving, and released us. The lawyers from both opposing sides came into the jury room to speak with us, to ask us what they could have said differently to convince us of their case. We ran it down for them.....on both sides......Offense and Defense.
That was my "LAW AND ORDER" moment.
Case closed.
Shaking A Cup?......
I could never do this........no matter how low I sink. I could never do this. It's offends me, even as a homeless person. Who am I to "sit" on the curb and shake a cup at someone? I can understand for those that may have physical limitations, such as missing limbs or a mental handicap. But I have seen toooo many "able-bodied" people shaking "the cup". I mean to me, it just sends a message to everyone, that...."i'm lazy".....and this is the EZ route for me. "Bring me money". That's what shaking the cup say's to me. It seems as though it makes it hard for those that truly do need a "handout".....if you will.
And not only that......those that are asking for money.......instead of asking someone for money for food to get something to eat.......ask someone for money so that "I can buy a bucket and squeegie for washing windows" to support myself. Or, for that matter any other items that might be bought to support "oneself". The old proverb sticks out in my mind: You can buy a man a fish, and feed him for the day..........but you can teach him how to fish, and feed him.....for life!
And not only that......those that are asking for money.......instead of asking someone for money for food to get something to eat.......ask someone for money so that "I can buy a bucket and squeegie for washing windows" to support myself. Or, for that matter any other items that might be bought to support "oneself". The old proverb sticks out in my mind: You can buy a man a fish, and feed him for the day..........but you can teach him how to fish, and feed him.....for life!
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