Word on the Street

Finding the Alphas in the Omegas

A pint of Chunky Monkey sat in my passenger seat. My friend in need could barely eat and didn't have much life left in him, but he had consistently dreamed of one final bite of that banana-fudge delight. I knew he was about to die, and I was glad that Micah had been...

Where are they coming from?

Undoubtably, there is an elephant in the room of any discussion about homelessness: "Where are they coming from?" and "Why are they here?" The perception, of course, is that those seeking assistance in our community have flocked here to take advantage of wonderful...