A city-dwelling family takes on homelessness in a small way.

We will chronicle when, where and to whom we give twelve bagged lunches.

Friday, May 7, 2010

#6

I-75 on ramp off of Freedom Parkway May 4

Technically, lunch #6 was in my husband's truck in case he encountered someone on his commute, which is not very likely. Over the last two months it has gotten slowly pilfered by kids after soccer practice, kids who forgot lunches or snacks on the way to school, etc.

I had given away all 5 of the ones I had put in my car, and had neglected to restock with the other 6 we made at the outset. Last Tuesday I picked up a sub for lunch and ate half, saving the other half for my daughter who was home sick from school. On the way home from work I encountered the same man at Boulevard and Freedom that I'd given lunch #4 to last week. I felt badly that I'd forgotten to restock and fell into my old pattern of not acknowledging him as he walked by with his sign. I was feeling really crummy as I pulled away from the intersection. Well, at the next light there was a young hispanic guy with a sign and I was thinking SHOOT when when I remembered the sub on the seat next to me. I hesitated for a second thinking, I told M I was bringing her a sub! but since it was a short light, I rolled down the window and said, "I have a turkey sub if you are hungry." The young man's face lit up and he trotted right up and accepted it and off I drove.

#5

20 West off ramp and Lee street, May 2

On the way to church we pulled up to this intersection where there are often panhandlers (I'm starting to think that is probably not the politically correct term, but I can't think of another that is descriptive). I used to try to stay in the outside lane so as to avoid them. It was a beatiful spring morning and there was an elderly black man at the corner who was very happy to receive lunch #5.

#4

Freedom Parkway and Boulevard, April 30

I was driving carpool home from the preschool and saw a gentleman walking along the roadway. He was well groomed and healthy looking so I wasn't sure at first if he was homeless, but as I drew to a stop at the light he pulled a sign out of his jacket so I rolled down my passenger window. He noticed and came up- I offered him the lunch and he accepted with a "Thank you very much!" I believe the sign said he had cancer.