I met him on a sidewalk, sitting up against a black metal fence by the shelter, dejection written on his face. I said “hey” and plopped down beside him, “What’s going on?”
“I relapsed last night.” His honesty arrested me.
Read MoreI met him on a sidewalk, sitting up against a black metal fence by the shelter, dejection written on his face. I said “hey” and plopped down beside him, “What’s going on?”
“I relapsed last night.” His honesty arrested me.
Read MoreThe work of The Human Impact starts with the homeless but continues as people transition out of homelessness. If you hang out with us for any period of time, you will hear us refer to "our formerly homeless friends" often.
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