Archive for October, 2009

The last few weeks have put new energy into my work at VeraMax in large part due to our fabulous volunteers. I put the word out that we needed help and many have answered the call. We have a volunteer photographer who is working at providing us images to use that will give others a visual of what I am seeing through my work but can’t document due to confidentiality. We have volunteers that are helping me with street outreach, such as Susan Larara, without which I would not be able to go find and meet these women that so desperately need our help. We have a volunteer who, with a background in grant writing and finance, wants to help put us on the right track to get funding. We also now have a Volunteer Coordinator, Tessa Reynolds, who has committed to taking time out of her life to create a team and use her creative energy to strategize on how to reach out to our population.

I feel so fortunate for the help and compassion of these people! The extent to which these women and men care about helping the homeless is at once overwhelming and heartening. It is only with their help that VeraMax will have the ability to find and help these women get off the streets.  Go Team!!


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I heard a song today that touched my heart and simply captures what it is we are trying to do with our street outreach.

Here is a video, sung by Micheal Stipe (REM) and Natalie Merchant (10,000 Maniacs). The song is written by John Prine.

I’ve also posted the lyrics to the song:

Hello in There

Had an apartment in the city,
Me and Loretta liked living there.
It’s been years since the kids have grown,
Lives of their own, all left us alone.
John and Linda live in Omaha,
And Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war,
I still don’t know what for, guess it doesn’t matter anymore.

Old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers, wilder every day.
But old people they just grow lonesome
They’re waiting for someone to say, say “Hello in there.” Just say “Hello”

Me and Loretta, we don’t talk much now,
She just sits staring at the back door screen.
Why not, when all the news it just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that we’ve both seen.
One day I’ll go and call up Billy,
We worked together in the factory.
But what do I say if he asks “What’s new?”
Say “Nothing, what’s with you?” There’s not much left
to do

Repeat Chorus:

Old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder every day.
But old people they just grow lonesome
While they’re waiting for someone to say, say “Hello in there.” Say “Hello”

So if you’re walking down the street one time
And you spot some hollow ancient eyes,
Don’t turn around as if you didn’t care, or stop and stare
Just say “Hello in there”
Just say “Hello”

Say “Hello”

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