Ain't she a beauty?
What a day! Joey and I opened three half-gallon cans—two for him, one for me. No muss, no fuss, no cuts! Joey was out sick a couple of days this week, so he'd had only one other opportunity to drive this new puppy around the block. Word has it that no one else has actually "used" it, but we celebrated.
Our gatekeeper remains the same. I gave him high praise for writing up and turning in the work order. Really nice fellow. I do miss One, and I hope he has occasion to work that shift again.
The crowd was small today—only 4 pre-release, and maybe a dozen residents. Only one child—poor little thing's mom is so winged out on drugs… that is one angry child, and why not?
I couldn't help but notice a new guy among the homeless residents—because he's gorgeous, looks like a movie star in his ball cap with sun glasses on top, and is as middle class as you'll find. I have so many questions about him, and Joey does too. Joey says I should make friends with him, so we can both know his story. Can't. Couldn't ever. Did give him seconds on everything :)
Drug mom wants to know him better too—hasn't got a prayer.
One other thing: As I crossed the parking lot this morning, a handsome young man walked out of the building and down the street, fully loaded with backpacks and, apparently, everything he owns. It was tempting to think he's just making an elective cross-country trek. Stories everywhere.
It was a great 3 hours; Joey even mentioned how much fun we'd had. I barely noticed putting together 29 sack lunches and making 21 extra sandwiches; time just passed, and so joyfully.
Amen.
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When you wish upon a can opener………
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