Stigma Attached to Helping the Homeless

I have twenty bags of stuff for the homeless people in Hayward. The news reported last week that there are 500 people on the streets there, way up from last year. I asked my chorus to donate. Thank God all 130 of them didn’t do it. My car is full. At a chorus program-stuffing party… Continue reading Stigma Attached to Helping the Homeless

Bringing a Friend on a First Worst

Frankie put an ad in the singles’ section of her town newspaper.  Burt answered the ad.  They talked on the phone several times, once for with three hours.  He told Frankie that he made plastic limbs as movie props. They were both in their late 20’s.  When Burt told her he lived with his mom,… Continue reading Bringing a Friend on a First Worst

It Must Be Getting Close to Summer when . . .

I am sitting in my fave chair. My adult son just told me over the phone how to unfreeze my laptop (turn it off and then back on).  I can hear the squeak, squeak, squeak of the swings in the park next to me. The windows are open just enough to let in fresh air… Continue reading It Must Be Getting Close to Summer when . . .