Not long ago, I received a call asking me to go check on a homeless veteran. The call came from three states away, from someone familiar with the veteran. I called the cell phone number given and spoke with Ben (not his real name, learning that he had been living in...
Friends, An Army veteran living in his old car in a field for two and a half years. A homeless Air Force veteran in the beginning throes of Parkinson’s Disease. Another Army veteran, with an unaddressed medical condition so severe, that he was in danger...
Not too long after opening our doors, we took in a veteran who was well into his seventies. He had become vulnerable to homelessness and the availability of a bed with us was preemptive to that. His former military service was one of tension having spent time in the...
One of our earliest residents was quite expressive with words and had a seemingly unlimited supply of them on any given day. But, he had one particular statement on repeat and if I heard it once, I heard it a thousand times. That was, “I’ve always wanted...
My earliest memory of adulting, was voluntarily engaging with a Marine Corps recruiter, when I turned nineteen. He seemed welcoming enough, and his crisp professional military demeanor appealed to me in a strange way. I wasn’t sure I would like the Marine Corps,...
