So, at my meeting, when the almighty decision was handed down, I said "Where will I go?" "Where will I live?" (Remember I had relocated) Their response--"That's not our problem". As cold as they come.From there I lived in three, count 'em, three homeless shelters.
Okay, I wish I read this post before seeing the '75 stuff. I hate to say it, but I'm beginning to like you (not that you care if the coffee king likes you or not). I've never spent a night in a homeless shelter, but occasionally serve food in one of the larger ones in my town. It's better then living under a bridge, but not much. It's shameful what some humans do to others, but when it's done in the name of God, it goes beyond shame to reprehensible. Throwing people into the street like garbage is a deplorable crime. I'm sorry this happened to you and others on the receiving fist of conditional love from the Society.
Besides pissing most of us off, are you getting by okay today? Your skills of keyboard expression goes beyond my level, but I'm interested in knowing how you moved beyond the shelters to where you are today.
PS: I love some of the British comedies, and watch them when no one is looking.
JAVA, counting time at the Coffee Shop
Edited by - JAVA on 22 January 2001 12:16:43