Got schooled by the homeless in Philly today, a lesson in gratitude, respect & honor. Don’t let anyone tell you we’re not the City of Brotherly Love. I will be all over them like mustard on a soft pretzel. You can take the girl out of Overbrook…
Life threatening frigid temperatures in Philly. Code Blue. I’m in my safe suburban cocoon lamenting with a friend, lazily discussing how it’s just too cold to do anything. Visions of the homeless in center city sleeping on cardboard boxes or damp steam vents. Didn’t know what, but I had to do something.
Got off of spreading rear and sprung into action. Solicited donations from friends, rounded up Linda and we headed down I-95 in the Prius weighed down with blankets, sleeping bags, warm clothes, fruit, peanut butter & jelly sandwiches and coffee shop gift cards. We were Thelma and Louise. And at times…
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Tuesday Afternoon Philly Outreach 