The gate at the corner was wide open one morning. It was unusual. Then suddenly, the next day, one of the families across the street was gone. The shacks torn down, except for one in the far corner. My neighbor asked the family of squatters on the next street what happened. They just shrugged, he reported. Where did they go?
I cannot fathom what it would be like to have no certain roof over one's head. The other night on Main Street in downtown Hartford, a "bum" knocked on my car window when I was stopped at a traffic light. He had a look of despair--as if he had no where to go that night.
ReplyDeleteIn the U.S. over all we have such a high standard of living. But, with the continuing recession and unemployment so high, there are many examples of third world conditions here too.