I have this thing in the alley behind my house. It's big-- almost four feet tall & nearly three feet wide. It's gray and plastic and has a lid. Oh and it's on wheels! You guessed it. It's a trash can! You have one as well, yes? Once a week this magical thing happens where a large truck shows up, a few nice gentlemen empty my trash can and recycling bin, & we all go on with our lives.Read More
This job is not one for the faint of heart.
It was near the end of my first week as an intern, and I couldn’t have been more excited. I had been to the streets multiple times. I had met the people on the corner and the people on the front porch. I knew a few people who worked at CitySquare. I had been actively keeping up with the blog posts.
I thought I knew what I was getting myself into.
Written by Elissa Romines
Tomorrow's the day. Our 7th Street-Side Salon.
We're popping up a barber shop in our neighborhood, and you're invited. Not to volunteer, of course, but you're invited to come and be.Read More
What's that? You're confused? You thought "Ralph Lauren" and "homeless" were mutually exclusive? Well, think again. And I'm not just referring to Bobby's Polo Sport jacket.Read More
I have endlessly struggled with words. When I started working on the streets of South Dallas almost three years ago, words came easily. Everything was new to me. I had never been around poverty in our country before, and in retrospect I realize it was much easier to relay all of these brand new experiences.
Over the past several months, it feels like so much has changed. In truth, very little has changed, but my perception has.Read More
Our first Community Day was held on a beautiful December Saturday, as only Dallas could offer. New friendships were formed; a birthday was celebrated; prayers were prayed; hearts were warmed; bodies clothed; coffee drunk; cake eaten.Read More
It was just Bobby and me. And baby Winnie sleeping in the wrap.
Bobby has two babies, now grown, a boy and a girl. There can be an ocean of differences between a person and me on the streets. But when we talk about our children, the ocean dissipates.Read More
Before I had this job, saying thank you often got forgotten. It was a lost relic in my busy life.
Over the past year, I have gotten to say thank you more than ever before in my life.
And I have come to love the privilege of getting to say thank you more than I ever thought I could.Read More