Photo album

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The general assumption is that there are no Caucasian homeless. This is for them.
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the LA Mobile Home , AKA shopping cart.

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Nicotine is one of the few drugs that still alerts “pleasure Centers” in brains conditioned to the use of harder drugs or dealing with mental illness.
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Sometimes we are up, and sometimes we crash. Photobucket


Community, game playing, feeling normal. Everyone needs it.
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Face it, I make a cute Santa!
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The people will be fined and jailed for using the street as a toilet (and yet the porta potties are all gone and almost no one has a public toilet anymore), but the horses never get in trouble.
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This picture is harder to show. Pammy died a year ago. She fell asleep in a “Supported Living” building. Her greatest fear was living alone, she didn’t think she had the skills to do it. In her prior situation she lived in a No Smoking Building. No one thought to tell her that in her own apartment she should not smoke in bed. Pammy died in the fire.
Pam in the kitchen
Anita and Penny, out for a walk and a drink of coffee.
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4 thoughts on “Photo album

  1. Sonya,
    I always see you talking about your job and never click to see what it is you do. I think the topic of “homelessness” hit a sore spot with me since it hit very close to home for me this past year. Bella’s dad was homless and for a good portion of the year he was sleeping in my car or in a tent. My whole life I never gave a second thought about a homless person. Usually you see a homeless person and you think the’re eithr a junkie or have some sort of mental illness. There have been time in my life I have bought homeless people food and many times when I just say say sorry and keep walking by thinking in the back of my mind that I wouldn’t give a penny to them becuase I thought they would spend it on booze or drugs. This years my eyes opened in a way I never though they ever would. Its a thing I never tell people and never talk about but over the last year I have seen and
    read about how the crash of the economy is stimulating the homlessness in America. I have seen not only my boyfriend but many other in the same predicament he and many are in. Not being being able to find work and loosing everything they have worked so hard for. Even myself……if not for the kindness of my parents allowing me to live with them, I honestly think I would be one of these people. I realized that I am not different tthen any homeless person out there. Yes there are some who have just wasted their lives, got into drugs an weithered away, or the ones who have no say so that were born with a mental illness and just haven’t had the opportunity or proper treatment to be able to live an “average” life. But in the end, we are all God’s children. And we all deserve a place to call home. We all deserve a meal and clothes to keep us warm. I hope I never see anymore of the people I love in this situation. It saddens me in a way I never thought I could be. The work you do, the goodness you pass on. You are my role model. I would love to help people they way you do. Sonia you rock!!!

  2. IM REALLY INTERESTED IN WORKING IN A PROGRAM LIKE THE ONE YOU RUN. I DONT KNOW HOW TO GO ABOUT IT. IM CURRENTLY WORKING FOR VOA IN THE TRANCITION HOME FOR VETERANS. I REALLY ENJOY IT BUT ITS ONLY FOR 3 WEAKS . HOPEFELLY YOU BE ABLE TO USE ME IN YOUR SHELTER

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