“Click, Click – There’s no place like home!”

 

Bob Wright journaled about his life on the street – he wanted people to know first-hand about the experience of not having the basic necessities or the sense of belonging, of being alone in the world without consistent, secure shelter – indeed, of being forgotten.  Before he died he told me that I should be the one to keep his hand-written notes that he kept over so many years.  After his death, I received the note pads and have transcribed them into a journal for him, entitled “Life from the Milk Crate,” a description which was taken from his writings.  I’ve given the transcriptions to folks at Hearth to share as appropriate.  

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