I am warm inside a bed and breakfast close to downtown Glenwood Springs, Colorado. My friends who I have met in the regional homeless community are either staying in the basement of a Christian church in West Glenwood or in the basement of a Catholic church in Aspen. Each overnight program has many more than 20 participants. This does not include the multitude of families and children who locally receive food assistance. Dozens of other homeless people are ‘camping out’ even though the location they end up sleeping at may be a criminal defense.
In “Glentucky” alone, over 60 adults attended tonight’s Extended Table dinner hour in the basement of the First Methodist Church Tonight it was hosted by St. Mary of the Star Roman Catholic Church of Carbondale, Colorado, which is located about 15 miles south of Glenwood Springs and 25 miles north of Aspen. In Garfield County, there are four towns that serve some evening hot meals. Glenwood Springs and Aspen have daytime shelters for homeless and disadvantaged adults.
I will write more about how it was living almost seven consecutive months in this region of the United States of America. Right now I have to resume my packing… the next freight train going west leaves Glentucky about Noon.
P. S. On 12/31/14, I left a Janzsport backpack in the 1st Methodist Church basement dining room. It had a smartphone, 15 year old address book, passport, banking documents, and other personal effects. I never saw it again.
I tried to contact the church and the town’s homeless daycare center… no luck.
So hard, if not impossible to replace stuff like that.
Less than a week later, I got off the Amtrak train ill. Went to a hospital in Reno.
A day after that, my wallet was pickpocketed across from Harrah’s Casino on Reno’s Virginia Street. [needless to say, in retrospect 2015 sucked!]
Honestly, Reno Nevada = the worst city in the USA to be homeless!
“Country Corner Market & Deli vs. Silly-Con Valley” (copyright 2001)
“Country Corner: Germ Warfare” (copyright 2010) and
“Country Corner: 2020 – A Spaced Odyssey” (copyright 2015)
These female characters should sell their real estate that is within 100 yards (the length of most of a football or soccer field) of the Country Corner Market & Deli of West Menlo Park, Northern California (southern San Mateo County) by the beginning of Stanford Universities and the University of Michigan Wolverines’ football seasons or ELSE . . .
The screenwriters’ hunger strike began today (Saturday, January 24, 2015) before 7:15 a.m. PST.
In addition, the screenwriter will never set foot in this store ever again, unless . . .
Therefore, these two busyiness-meddling, “sexy”, gossiping, perhaps overweight, whatever-else, duh, post-menopausal women MUST sell-out AND leave this fine community that has probably the best deli, best wine selection, best three owners, best family-oriented business, best weather, best busy traffic, and best customers in the (North, South, and Central) Americas.
Failure to do so will result in guilt, anguish, anxiety, danger, and many negative consequences (that largely will be self-inflicted). Yes, you ‘Kathy Bates’.
And yes, you ‘Debra Winger’ character model; mother to the screenwriter’s only child; real-life icon to pre-schoolers.
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The late winter period in Reno was close to hell on earth. The city has a terrific ghetto that includes three dining rooms and three shelters on Record Street.
During his nine and a half months of homelessness, by faith and Christian practice he has survived. Fortitude, prayer, and attempting to live like a saint was difficult. How in the world did he make it through it all? By dealing with chronic illnesses, mental anguish, sleep apnea, physical pain, and keeping God first in his life.
Similarly to his patron saint, St. Francis of Assisi, he lived an austere life among the poor and homeless. It seemed appropriate that he not resort to begging or complaining; but be humble and grateful for the regular hot meals offered five times a week by the Extended Table at the Methodist Church and daytime support of the Feed My Sheep ministry.
He came to Garfield County seeking help from emergency rooms. Within eight hours after getting off the eastbound train, he was seen at Valley View Hospital. After three consecutive nightly visits, he was ordered not to come back or the local police would arrest him for trespassing.
In two months, he was more than 15 pounds underweight!
Similarly to the life of St. Francis, he did not care for his health like he should. Food was regularly eaten that caused gastrointestinal problems and often stomach aches.
His weight dropped to the lowest it has been since high school. In March 2015, he weighed only 162 pounds (in 2004 his weight was 335 lbs.).
David remembers sleeping under the stars and waking up several times many nights. His exposed ribs were so sore on the left side for lying on top of them on the hillside.
You might think that he had nowhere to turn; the priests of St. Stephens were there for counseling and celebrating mass every day.
He did not complain, prayed to stay in a constant state of gratitude, helping those disadvantaged, keeping out of harm’s way, denying himself eyeglasses, clothing, dental care, and footwear that he needed, making do with what he had, saving money from his monthly Social Security check, searching for affordable housing, and keeping a positive attitude.
Psalm 142 demonstrates the petitioner’s trust in God:
1 I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy.
2 I pour out my complaint before him; before him I tell my trouble.
3 When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who know my way. In the path where I walk men have hidden a snare for me.
4 Look to my right and see; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life.
5 I cry to you, O LORD; I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”
6 Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.
7 Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me
It was in June that he got off the eastbound California Zephyr with health problems. He has remained in town getting good medical help. Recently, he was diagnosed with three cavities. When you are homeless, you don’t have much control over what is available to eat. Dental hygiene suffers, too.
One morning he awoke soaked by a hard and heavy falling nocturnal rain. He had attempted to sleep inside two trash bags that night on Lookout Mountain. Shaking uncontrollably, David was able to walk back at daybreak into town with his wet sleeping bag and suitcase and backpack filled with rain-saturated clothing.
This was not his low point.
One day, the GSPD woke him up at 2:20 a.m. in front of St. Stephens Catholic Church and threw him in jail. It seems like by being homeless in Glenwood Springs, he was also a criminal. That 16-hour Friday (August First) stay in County Jail was very painful. His jailers would not offer him any of his prescription medicine. So painful and disoriented, he lost all track of time and laid in the cell cold with chronic back and gastrointestinal distress.
By the grace of God, a municipal judge opened court on a Friday afternoon and arranged for bail on his own reconnaissance. Thus he would not have to spend the entire weekend in lockup.
The local police department had been bird-dogging his homeless activities since the second day he was in Glenwood Springs. Near the Phillips 66 station, he was stopped while walking by. He was questioned and the police officer took his photograph – no crime had been committed, though.
He first came to Catholic Charities of the Archdiocese of Denver on June 24. On October 2, he returned and received three bags and one box of groceries from Lift Up.
In the 15 weeks of homelessness, he survived:
waves of bugs and insects,
hunger and thirst,
getting run over by trucks that could not have been seen,
cold night temperatures,
getting shot by a waitress at a Rifle restaurant,
falling off a cliff while sleepwalking,
ill-prepared food and dysentery,
misplaced anger and violence,
the municipal judicial system,
unreliable public transportation,
being thrown out of the emergency room,
allergy reactions and anaphylactic shock,
running out of medicine,
or being swept downstream in the rapidly flowing river.
David just met Darlene’s Daddy and her two best friends at the C.O.D. Garage in Minden early this morn.
Her Daddy’s 6 bedroom ranch home is likely to go into foreclosure and David can’t income (like $200K for 2 years in a row) qualify in-time to buy it. The mortgage lenders in this part of the Nevada world are stingy at best. Although I have a great lender at EverBank in Los Altos, Cali, Mike Colyer is so busy to spend much time on my account (Ellen, you know how crazy the real estate market is on the San Fran Peninsula).
Anyhoo, dear Ellen you may not remember meeting me at Cobb’s, Punch Line, and Golden Gate Park after my own daughter (now 32) was born in San Fran (don’t call it Frisco, remember).
We are open for any ideas you and your clever staff.
And if you’d like any of my material, just ask and we’ll make a deal.
I have written one 30 min sitcom about a deli in West Menlo Park, screenplays (all humorous, of course) about homelessness, about mental health care, life in a Big Ten college town, two more movie scripts about this great family-run deli across the street from the only house I ever purchased ($269K in 1986; now my ex-wif lives there and) it is worth more than $2 million on the open market.
Pardon my digression, the bottom line is Darlene Amador’s fathers homestead. How could we make a deal so he doesn’t lose all his assets AND me and my new fiancée Anni Auth can live there (near Anni’s 87 yr. mom) and give the TLC needed for the property and praise the Lord? Thankx. Love…kisses…and dance like there is no body watching!
Christian author Max Lucado is a preacher with a storyteller’s gift, a pastor’s heart, and a poet’s pen.
I Choose Joy…
I will invite my God to be the God of circumstance.
I will refuse the temptation to be cynical.
I will refuse to see people as anything less than human beings, created by God.
I will refuse to see any problem as anything less than an opportunity to see God.
Max’s sermons begin at home with the congregation of Oak Hills Church near San Antonio, which he has led for more than 25 years. It is in this setting that his stories are first told, from a pastor’s heart.
Eventually some of these sermons and stories are refined and fashioned into books that are shared far beyond the walls of Oak Hills and the city limits of Texas. Max’s writings are around the world nowadays in more than 54 languages via more than 120 million products. Most of these products are books (over 92,000,000 distributed), occupying ratings on every major national bestseller list.
Max Lucado has been featured over the years in countless national media outlets. He has been dubbed “America’s Pastor” by Reader’s Digest and even The New York Times Max named Max one of the most influential leaders this century in social media.
Max’s pastor’s heart, which longs to encourage the brokenhearted and to bind-up/heal the hurt and pain, moves Max to another sermon and his next book. His mission is simple —by God— to overflow toward others His grace and encouragement that has been lavished on him and others he has witnessed.
To begin with; Max was born in a small town in West Texas, as the youngest son of an oil field mechanic and a nurse. He grew up ‘churched’ but as a teenager took a different road by walking away from his parent’s faith.
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Too cold and snowy the last two days. i am going back to be homeless again.
So what …
Much like a town like Bloomington, Indiana, the Christian churches in Glenwood Springs, Aspen, Basalt, and Silt, Colorado, do a fine job providing at least one hot meal a-day and there is a daytime ministry where people can rest and eat breakfast and lunch five days a week.
This area has more resources for homeless (house-less or apartment-less) during winter and early spring months. During the late spring, summer, and early fall, many people camp-out.
This can be both hazardous* and criminal. Yes, city police will arrest homeless people if they are found sleeping in public.
* Check out a book entitled, “Don’t Get Sick.” The second edition by Buck Tilton and Dr. Rick Bennett is 108 pages.