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The State of the Union
"The test of a civilization is in the way it cares for its helpless members."
-Pearl S. Buck (21st Century Dictionary of Quotations)
Everyone
Anyone
Each has a name.
Mrs. Johnson seeks this spot to sit and absorb the warmth of the sun whenever it shines. She is a friendly and generous person with a remarkable sense of humor and loves to tell jokes.
“My husband told me: If a man wants to lead a happy life, he shouldn’t marry a pretty woman.
That’s why he married me. He’s a happy man. Yes, he’s still alive.” She chuckles.
She knows which addresses to visit for a warm meal in the city and pads thick felt between her clothing for extra insulation. She had slept in a shelter and had breakfast that morning in a nearby church. Next to her was some wash drying on the stone. A large bag of frozen strawberries that apparently had been discarded at a hotel or restaurant were her treat for a few days to come.
She was evicted from her apartment in the downtown area. There are some days Mrs. Johnson just gets confused. She needs a bit more help than the average person. She grew up in Brooklyn, New York and has a number of sons. She doesn’t regret the life she lives and is a very proud woman, happy to reach out to anyone who crosses her path in life.
The State of the Union
"The test of a civilization is in the way it cares for its helpless members."
-Pearl S. Buck (21st Century Dictionary of Quotations)
Everyone
Anyone
Each has a name.
Mrs. Johnson seeks this spot to sit and absorb the warmth of the sun whenever it shines. She is a friendly and generous person with a remarkable sense of humor and loves to tell jokes.
“My husband told me: If a man wants to lead a happy life, he shouldn’t marry a pretty woman.
That’s why he married me. He’s a happy man. Yes, he’s still alive.” She chuckles.
She knows which addresses to visit for a warm meal in the city and pads thick felt between her clothing for extra insulation. She had slept in a shelter and had breakfast that morning in a nearby church. Next to her was some wash drying on the stone. A large bag of frozen strawberries that apparently had been discarded at a hotel or restaurant were her treat for a few days to come.
She was evicted from her apartment in the downtown area. There are some days Mrs. Johnson just gets confused. She needs a bit more help than the average person. She grew up in Brooklyn, New York and has a number of sons. She doesn’t regret the life she lives and is a very proud woman, happy to reach out to anyone who crosses her path in life.