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Down Not Out

By Maya Oppenheim published by

No woman actively looks forward to getting her period. Even after decades of menstruating, it can be a painful, expensive hassle every month that leaves you feeling completely flattened. But if you’re a woman living on the street, having a period isn’t a hassle – it’s a nightmare. Because if you can’t muddle together enough money for food or shelter, it is unlikely you’ll be able to afford sanitary towels or tampons.

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“For I was Hungry…”

Posted: June 30, 2015 in Uncategorized


Dear homeless boy sitting on the curb,

In the heat of the day, I passed you by.

Your was face darkened with fear, anger and hunger,

But I averted my eyes.

Alone in a world of 7 billion people,

I hardened my heart choosing not to wonder.

A face so young with eyes grown old.

What happened to you to make you thus so?

I suppose I could have stopped

And chatted with you all the same.

Maybe there’d be a change

If I had prayed over you in Yahshua’s name.

But I’m heading to Bible study now,

My emotions too comfortable to disturb.

Perhaps another passerby will come strolling ’round the curb.

“Yes,” I console my conscience.

Perhaps another passerby will come strolling ’round the curb.

Matthew 25:35-40

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25 June 2015

“Good morning, Chuck.”

“Good morning. Remember, I told you about that crazy guy, the one with no legs that scoots around in an electric wheelchair, the one nobody likes. He’s really obnoxious. Anyway, I mentioned that he wanted to start a Panhandler’s Union and I said what a stupid idea it was. Well, he’s done it. He met with a union organizer and there’s a meeting tonight. Look at this.” Chuck showed me a photocopied invitation with a union number.

“The guy’s nuts. He’s high all the time. There isn’t anything that he won’t smoke, pop or shoot.

“You see that woman standing on the corner?”

“Which one?”

“The tall blonde with hair down to her waist and legs up to…where legs go. If she doesn’t come over here and give me a kiss on the lips, I’m going on strike. What do you think of that?”

I said, “It’s your choice.”

“Well, on both counts It’s not going to happen. There was cop in the coffee shop this morning.  I asked him, ‘Do you want to see something funny?’ He said, ‘I see something funny every day.’ He said, ‘I know this guy. I’m going to have a talk with him.’

“There are a few people who are ready to give the guy a shot in the head. They feel the same way towards him as they do towards Big Jake.”

I said, “A number of people were going to give him a beating after Joy died. They’d been holding back because Joy asked them to. Have you seen him lately?”

“I haven’t seen him and I don’t want to see him. He’s scum.”

I asked, “How is Goldie feeling now? She’s acting a bit more chipper.”

“She seems fine now. I should have taken her to the vet a lot sooner. People told me that the lump on her side was just a fatty cyst, It wouldn’t affect her one way or another. Well, the vet had to remove one of her mammary glands.”

I asked, “Did he think that it may have been cancerous?”

“I don’t know. He said that we’d just have to wait and see, but if it is cancer, I’m, not going to let her suffer. I’ll have the vet put her down quick. I’ll be the one to suffer.”

I asked, “Do you think you’ll be going on strike anytime soon?”

“I thought I’d try it Friday. I’ll still be here, but I’ll turn my cap down and will refuse any donations. See how people like that.

“I sure regret the years that I was drinking. I was living in the rooming house then. I’d open a beer first thing in the morning, drink half while I made breakfast, drink the other half while I was eating breakfast. Then, I’d walk out into the hall and yell, ‘Hey you guys, get out of bed, it’s party time!’ I had the biggest room so that’s where we’d gather. When I’d run out of money I’d panhandle. I probably wasted about $50,000, enough to buy a small house.

“Now, I’m saving for winter, for the times I can’t be here because of the cold. Well, I learned my lesson. Too bad it came so late.”


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22 June 2015

“Good morning, Chuck. How was your weekend?”

“Some good, some bad. After you left on Friday I was nearly attacked by a dog, a big dog, a German Shepherd. He came bounding across the street at me and just stopped about three feet from me. Its owner apologized. I said to him, “That dog has no collar, no licence and no leash. The next time I see it, I’m calling the police.” The stupidity of people baffles me sometimes!

“I took Goldie to the vet. He removed her bandages and said that the incision was healing well. She still has staples in her side. I asked if I could have her clipped for the summer, but he said it was too soon, the clippers may catch on a staple. I didn’t agree, but what am I going to do? She’ll just have to wait.

“On Saturday, I was invited to the birthday party of my grand-niece. The party was about five miles from where I live, so I used my vehicle — I’m still not sure what to call it. Anyway, I had the window down, a guy reached in and grabbed a crucifix I was wearing. The chain didn’t break, but he got away with the crucifix. I wasn’t concerned about the monetary value, but that was a gift from a very special friend. It had a lot of sentimental value, something I can’t replace. Who would do something like that? Probably a crack-head who thought he could sell it for a couple of bucks.

The rest of the day went well. It’s nice to see family once in a while. I never would have recognized a lot of the people there. Some of them didn’t recognize me. I went to the mall had coffee with my friends. That’s about all.”



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18 June 2015

Good morning, Chuck. How are you today?”

“I’m here. I don’t want to be, but I’m here. I have no choice.”

“Has anything happened today to upset you?

“Are you in pain?”

“No, nothing’s happened I’m just pissed off — not at any person, just pissed off at the world.”

“Do you have any plans for later on?”

“No” he said, “I’ll just go home.”

“Will you be watching television?”

“No, I’m not going to watch television. I’m going to say fuck the world. I wish I didn’t exist. The only reason I’m living is for her (referring to Goldie).”

“She’s really special, Chuck, warning you if you’re about to have a heart seizure; being company for you; sitting contentedly on your lap.

I’ll be going now, Chuck. Will I see you tomorrow?”

“I don’t know.”


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17 June 2015

“Good morning, Chuck.  How is Goldie feeling now? She’s looking more alert.”

“She’s doing better, still not eating very much and having trouble going to the bathroom. I’d know better on Friday when I take her to the vet. Then it’s to the spa to have her groomed for summer, have her claws clipped and all the other stuff they do.”

I said, “It’s amazing how intelligent dogs and other animals are. Goldie can sense when you’re about to have a heart seizure.”

“Yeah, that and she can tell when I’m angry or feeling down, She’ll snuggle up beside me, sometimes lick my face. She’s all I got.

“A fella told me a joke today. There were these two guys who were broke. They were trying to figure out what they could do to make money. The one guy said, ‘I’m not a bad salesman, but I got nothing to sell.’ The other guy said the only thing I’m good at is satisfying women. I can do fifty without even breathing hard.’ The other guy said, ‘That’s it, we’ll rent a hall and sell tickets advertising that you can satisfy fifty women.’ Well, the ticket sales went great. Then it came time for the big event. Fifty women were lined up and the fellow was going strong, then he hit twenty-five, started puffing a bit, at thirty he had to stop. His partner asked, ‘What’s the problem, you said you could satisfy fifty women. You’re not near there. People are demanding their money back.’ The other guy asked the women, ‘What is the problem? We did fine at rehearsal this afternoon.’

“That reminds me of a time when I was still with my wife. We went to a party and we both got drunk. My wife went to bed. I stayed up a little later. I woke up the next morning, my wife was next to the wall, I was in the middle and a red-head was lying next to me. We were all nude. I shook the redhead by the shoulder so we could get up before my wife awoke. In the living room were two other nude couples spread out on the floor.

“I almost wish that my wife had caught me that time. I spent five more years of misery before we finally got a divorce.”

A man stopped to drop two dollars into Chuck’s cap. He asked, ‘What are you going to do now, Chuck, basketball is over hockey is over. There won’t be anything for you to watch.”

Yeah, it’s all over. Lebron pooped out. He said to the newspapers:

“We ran out of talent.

“Tried as much as we could to try to make up for those guys, but it’s a lot of talent sitting in suits,” James said.

He elaborated.

“I don’t know any other team ‑‑ I’ve been watching basketball for a long time. I’m a historian of the game. I don’t know any other team that’s gotten to The Finals without two All‑Stars. I cannot remember thinking of it. I can’t remember in the back ‑‑ I don’t even know if it’s ever happened, for a team to lose two All‑Stars and still be able to make it to The Finals.”


“The Lightning was wiped out by the Black Hawks. I’ve got the report here in the newspaper:

“(CNN)For the third time since 2010, the Chicago Blackhawks are the Stanley Cup champions.

Chicago defeated Tampa Bay 2 to 0 on Monday night to claim the best-of-seven series in six games.

The Blackhawks also won the NHL title in 2010 and 2013.

Five of the six games were decided by a single goal.

The sixth game was played in Chicago.”

“I prefered the old style hockey when they only had six teams. Starting in 1942 they were known as ‘The Original Six’:the Boston Bruins, Chicago Black Hawks, Detroit Red Wings, Montreal Canadiens, New York Rangers and Toronto Maple Leafs. Back then the players didn’t move around as much. Now I can’t remember which player is with which team.”



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Pavement Cafe

Posted: June 12, 2015 in Uncategorized

Anna Ghislena

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I’ve been sitting here awhile. 

My cup is empty. 

No matter, I like watching human traffic.

Foreign students chatter by.

Her!  She passes every day;

fresh long hair, a breezy skirt, so beautiful;

the picture of my love when I promised her the universe.

Now there’s a young man with determination in his stride;

his tie flapping across his chest; his briefcase full of ambition;

I remember those days, before this.

A fretful girl struggles with her double pram.   Are my children all grown up now?

As the world turns a dog sniffs my shoe.

Clink.  Silver hits my cup.  I salute you.

©Anna Ghislena 2013

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How Much Charity Is Enough?

Posted: June 12, 2015 in Uncategorized

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Jesus was very specific in saying that His followers need to provide for and protect those who can’t take care of themselves. And He also pointed out that whoever does something good for someone else in His name is effectively doing it for Him.

A good reason to be charitable, don’t you think?

My wife and I contribute a percentage of our income to our church, and part of the church budget helps provide for people having special needs. In times of death or severe illness, we’re also apt to sign up to bring a meal to a family in need. And we have many needy people in our individual prayer lists.

Richmond has a special program called CARITAS. While I can’t remember what the acronym stands for beyond “Churches around Richmond,” I understand their purpose. To try to break the cycle of homelessness for as many people as…

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Rules On Sofa Surfing

Posted: June 12, 2015 in Prose

Rules On Sofa Surfing.




12 June 2015

“Good morning Chuck. I have the feeling that it’s going to start raining very soon. You didn’t happen to notice twenty, or so, nude women running by, did you?”

“No, I didn’t see anything like that, but I can feel rain in the air and can see those dark clouds hovering above.”

I said, “I notice that Goldie isn’t with you this morning. Is she alright?”

“She’ll be fine. When I took off her bandages I noticed a bit of infection, so she’ll be seeing her vet this afternoon. It’s nothing to worry about. Last night it seemed that she was trying to get out of her cone, the one they put on her so she wouldn’t lick her stitches. After watching for a while, I realized that she wasn’t trying to get out of it, she just kept bumping into things with it. She’s used to being able to go certain places and with the cone she’s not able to and she forgets.

“I saw a cartoon of two dogs wearing cones. One said to the other, ‘There is an upside to this. I can hear the mailman coming from three blocks away. Grrrrrrrrr.’

“Well I’ve got company coming over for lunch. That’s company of the female persuasion, so that’s something to look forward to. I’m going to have to stop at the grocery store for a few things.

“I can feel that rain coming down, so I’m off to the store. I’ll see you next week.”

“Bye Chuck, have a good weekend.”


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