In the empty of the evening In the remnants of the day When my head was half deciding That fatigue would have its way, I could hear the bamboo singing Like it did before the storm And though a north wind blew, My heart surrendered to the warm. In the solace of the evening WhenContinue reading “The Old Green Bridge Was Green Again”
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4/21/2009: Soon to be homeless
We were determined to be a part of the clean up and recovery of our community. It was a hard life that first year, but we did what we had to do.
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