A phrase I heard all to often as a child, a student, a military subordinate (I said it as a supervisor also), a husband, but today I heard it in a completely different venue.
I was out cutting the weeds at Habitat's new campus, once I shut off the brush hog it was about 6:45 p.m. The evening quiet was broken by a woman's voice coming from the woods. "I'm not going to live like this for the rest of my life! Do you hear me!
Homelessness seems to strip so much from an individual. There dignity and from a societal point of view their very identity.
I've seen the men coming out of the woods to the South of our new campus area, I can hear their moving about to the West of the campus. Curiosity beckons a visit, but respect for their privacy reigns in my mind. I am sure our paths with pass very soon as we clean up the fence line and eventually begin occupying our new campus. I am hoping once we are settled that I can partner with the Housing Authority, who owns the property, to build affordable housing so the homeless will have an opportunity to gain affordable housing beyond their tents.
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