I’m walking through the forest, following paths made by homeless people who inhabit this strip of woods on the outskirts of town. Their camps are scattered throughout. Some are abandoned; others still occupied. All of them have the usual trappings - ripped up tarps, old sleeping bags with tufts of insulation falling out like spilled guts from roadkill.
Thank you Rob, I understand how you feel, and sadly I just lost a friend who I really thought was going to make it (3years off drugs, but just out of prison with zero support), it's heartbreaking to see so much suffering. Your work is so important.
Hey Rob thank you for sharing this experience and for the work that you do... I sit here wondering who your talking about and i picture many people i know and wonder who this might be. I can relate in so many ways and experience a myriade of the feelings you described. Lately i feel frustrated with the ongoing unmet needs and the polarization happening in this community and the city.
In my mind we (frontline worker-pwle) have some ideas of what is needed to address the issues. We need community support to work towards change. We all need to work together as a caring compassionte community and rather then against each other and point blame, until we address the stigms and the NIMBYiSM people will.not be safe and will.not have a place where they can be.
Thank you Rob, I understand how you feel, and sadly I just lost a friend who I really thought was going to make it (3years off drugs, but just out of prison with zero support), it's heartbreaking to see so much suffering. Your work is so important.
grateful always for your perspective my friend.
Navigating blind through the shadows of death
Falling to the wayside of mother natures breast
Where might the hand be that extends to the soul of the flesh
And takes away the sorrow that gives the tortured rest
Is it on you… is it on me…
To leave no trace of presence
But Kilroy was here and I can see the spilled out guts
Doesn’t matter what I believe
I know this world is fucking nuts
I miss wondering if you are alive and well
Continue with this story at least once more
Once more, once more, once more
This story on you to tell
Thank you for this story. Thank you for the work you do. We need you. 🖤❤️
Hey Rob thank you for sharing this experience and for the work that you do... I sit here wondering who your talking about and i picture many people i know and wonder who this might be. I can relate in so many ways and experience a myriade of the feelings you described. Lately i feel frustrated with the ongoing unmet needs and the polarization happening in this community and the city.
In my mind we (frontline worker-pwle) have some ideas of what is needed to address the issues. We need community support to work towards change. We all need to work together as a caring compassionte community and rather then against each other and point blame, until we address the stigms and the NIMBYiSM people will.not be safe and will.not have a place where they can be.