Posts Tagged ‘survival’

So While You’re Traveling

Thursday, June 23rd, 2011

When you get off the road and enter Eugene, you will notice a few things. One, downtown, two, all the parks, and three, the river. But mainly what you’ll hear about is the Whitaker. All of these places are all what nakes up Eugene. At times there are social settings that haven’t reached the same culture as everyone else in the US.

What occurs in this town while you’re homeless is mainly up to you. All of the mentioned spots are good and a couple bad. Don’t be drawn into downtown’s everyday drama; it has been blown up beyond all proportion. The parks are cool for short periods of time.

Now at the river, you can swim, laugh, enjoy your personal beverages and just have fun. It also can be a relaxing place to tan or meditate.

All these things can keep you sane in this town while you’re here.

The Whitaker is unexplainable, just treat “the Whit” right and it will do the same for you. And remember, friends, winter is coming, so prepare. Everyone is in this together, survive as friends and we will all make it through anything. Fight and we’ll perish. That’s exactly what the Eugene police want, what the taxpayers and all the other officials in this town push for: NO HOMELESS.

So remember while you’re here, the citizens are not just the community, the homeless are as well.

Go Ducks!!

 

By Thomas Templeton

 

The Grand Symphony

Monday, May 9th, 2011

I love the warming centers. I’ve been so cold for so long, never knew I’d miss warm air so much. The ladies there always treat me so nice although I have no idea why. Perhaps they just feel sorry for a lonely old cowboy. But I’ve known so many trails since Oklahoma, and all of the have somehow led me here, to these warming centers in Eugene. They are the best God sent life-savers you could ever imagine. The only drawback is this. There you are, lying on a cot in a large room in the basement of a church, with about 100 other homeless bodies such as myself. As the evening goes on into the early morning hours the place becomes a veritable symphony consisting of a variety of snoring, accompanied by the occasional soft or loud fart. You really have to be there to appreciate the entire concert performance. It’s for real, just like survival.

Actually it’s kind of weird in symphony hall because the entire orchestra is used to being outside in the cold all the time. So the first time that we actually have a nice warm place to sleep we’re just not used to the warm air, creating a situation where you’re almost sweating while trying to get some rest. The experience is difficult to describe, but it’s very true. If you’re not used to warm air, it takes some getting used to. At the same time you certainly don’t prefer to be cold and freezing to death. You just want to survive. Don’t we all… Happy trails until we meet again!

by Cowboy

Single Mothers

Monday, May 9th, 2011

The one thing that I hope we can all agree on is the sadness we feel when we see single mothers struggling to survive on the streets with 2 kids, in a broken down van, with no place to go. It’s something we wish wasn’t true but it is. It’s a fact of life but what are we to do? Smile and walk on by, take her kids and send her over the edge. No, we should stop and ask what we can do to help with some clothes, food, a place to stay, or maybe a job. Be it housework, yard work, or something for a little cash so that the kids can stay warm or eat. What do you think? What would you do? What if it was you?

by Bobie Goddard