For four years we have worked on the streets with the homeless of South Dallas. We walk alongside people who are homeless through the following process:Read More
by Troy Schmidt
Immediately stepping outside of the car at Tent City, I realized just how unprepared I really was. [Last summer, Troy led high schoolers as they reached out to the homeless in a shelter.] Last summer, most of our interactions with people came at lunch where we were handing out popsicles, or at a free food market we helped run with food rescued from a grocery store.Read More
On a hot summer July morning, members of Preston Road Church of Christ unloaded wooden picnic tables from the beds of pick-up trucks and carried them to a shaded spot of grass on Dawson Street. This area has become familiar territory for The Human Impact—it's where we have gone every week for the past four years. It was the perfect spot for a community meal, shared together with both the homeless and non-homeless.Read More
PEOPLE ARE OUR PROGRAMS. BEFRIENDING THE HOMELESS, OUR MISSION.
You won’t find us in a facility or office. Our work happens under the bridges and on the sidewalks of South Dallas.
As our work continues to grow, we are looking to grow our monthly support network. This need looks like 25 individuals, couples, or families committed to a designated amount each month. We are asking you to consider being 1 of the 25.
It was a rain swept day. She came to us in the shadows. Under the overpass.
Her stare pierced through Hayley’s face. She would not look at me, but I could see her, the eye surrounded by shades of green and purple, the gash above the lip. What she didn’t say spoke everything to us.Read More
In February, we introduced you to our friend Willie through his Meet the Need. You all generously donated to buy Willie a pair of work boots and a bus pass so he could get back and forth to work.
Willie's current job is a result of one of our advocate's creativity. After attending our January Advocacy Group meeting, Jennifer and Steven Jorn, along with Ellerman Homes, hired Willie to work at their new home construction site. We recently sat down with Willie, Jennifer, and Richard, the site foreman for Ellerman Homes, to hear how everything is going.Read More
There is a plot of grass on the corner of Jeffries and Dawson in South Dallas. It doesn't look like much. It often has trash scattered around. A random shoe or boot may lay in the small field on any given day. But it also happens to be the perfect spot for a Street-Side Salon. With a little creativity and TLC, a pop-up barber shop starts to come to life.Read More
Sam used to live in a tent. Under an overpass just south of Deep Ellum. One day, when we went to check on him, he wasn't there. One of his neighbors told us he had been taken to the hospital. We rushed over.
We found Sam at Baylor, holding his leg up close to his heart. His left leg had been taken below the knee. He was in a lot of pain that day. We called a friend of ours named Ashley Igo because she has a special expertise: She is a counselor, trained to work with amputees. And more than that, Ashley has a special empathy: she herself is an amputee.Read More
Our friend Willie moved into his apartment this month after 10+ years on the streets. When we met him years ago, he was working at Jimmy John's as a delivery person. He rode his bike back and forth to work and delivered sandwiches from his bicycle.Read More
Abby said it perfectly: "I know Valentine's is a made-up holiday, but today felt exactly how I think Valentine's is supposed to feel." Last Tuesday marked our second annual Valentine's brunch. But it was different from last year. More people came, both homeless and not, and some of our friends from the streets now have homes of their own! It was a day of love and celebration.Read More
It took him a year to talk to me. Sometimes, he'd grunt in acknowledgment of my presence, but even that was once in a blue moon. His best friend, Mr. B., was one of the first in the neighborhood to embrace me. They sat together every day, on paint pails or old folding chairs in front of an abandoned white building. To get to their spot, I had to jump across a large ditch; Mr. B always said he wished we could trade legs so he could do that, too.Read More
Written by Rachel Nash
One week after Thanksgiving, we had a potluck dinner at Bobby's new apartment. Bobby is a friend who used to live on the streets and about 6 months ago got placed in an apartment in Oak Cliff. It was my first time to visit Bobby since he has been there, and for that matter, it was my first time visiting a homeless friend who was no longer homeless! Needless to say, I had NO idea what to expect.Read More
Three months ago, Roland, a former resident of Tent City, left the streets and moved into his own apartment.
Since then, he has been working different jobs through a day labor office to make ends meet. In his free time, he gives back to his community by creating an outdoor play area made entirely of giant sunflowers.Read More
Last week, Channel 8 aired this piece on our StreetView event held on October 13.Read More
We met Randy about a month ago. Randy sits with our friend Rowdy. Rowdy doesn’t give out friendship too easily, so we are certain Randy is a good guy.
Not only that, but Randy has a spirit about him that is kind and gentle. We have been drawn to him since we first met him. As we talked to him last week, he shared part of his story with us, and we want to share it with you (with his permission!) ...Read More
You were all a part of the service today. We got to tell our community in South Dallas that they have a community not physically present that loves them. We told them that your care is why we were able to share Williams Chicken in Julie's honor.Read More
Written by Elissa Romines
Just south of downtown, beneath the I-45 overpass, hundreds of tents formed Dallas' largest homeless encampment. We called it "Tent City;" its dwellers called it home.Read More
The first time I met Julie, she cussed me out. Our friend Steve at Luke's Locker had given us a bag of tennis shoes to pass out on the streets. I wouldn't let Julie take a bag full of them, and she got mad. Next thing I knew, she had grabbed the bag of shoes and taken off down the street.Read More