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| The historic Palace Theater in downtown Canton. |
Some of them walk for miles and miles. Many of them are already browned by this year's early sun. They walk and walk. Our Drop-In Center is a popular stop. They are welcome to just sit, have a free cup of coffee, read the paper or one of the many outdated magazines that get donated. In the cold and rainy weather it becomes a very important place, for the men especially. The two men's shelters make everyone get up and out by 6:30 in the morning and they cannot come back until 6 at night. There is always a line of men waithing for us as we come in.
The front of my office building.
Notice the "No Loitering" sign which is universally ignored.
My clients seem very amused coming across me as I stride down the street, my headphones plugged in. It didn't take long for them to realize that I wouldn't stop and chat: I'm a woman on a mission. But they all make sure to let me know later when they have made a "Judith spotting". I don't know if the irony of the situation hits them the way it hits me, but they are very supportive, never-the-less.
It's a very different experience, this lunch time urban walk. The scenery is not nearly as relaxing, but it makes for a great break in the day.


I want to say this here as well as to you personally: What a beautiful piece of writing. It should be published somewhere beyond out blog.
ReplyDeleteKudos to you for doing the walks everyday and being persistent. I love how you put our walking into perspective. You are so right about this. I only had the experience once, when I ran at a park close to work and ran past two homeless friends sitting on a park bench together. They looked at me strangely and said "Look at her running through life". It was an interesting analogy and so true. Yeah to you for taking your new life in stride!
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