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Detroit Free Press, Saturday, Dec 20, 2008
It was just a building, without a name. When we first saw it, the front door glass was cracked, the floors were worn out and the ceiling vents were so crusted with dirt, it took an hour to clean one of them. But slowly, slowly. Volunteers came with brooms and rags. They came with mops. They came with brushes. Then a generous man named Tom Montie brought gallons of paint. Then a generous man ...
Detroit Free Press, Sunday, Nov 04, 2007
Last year, it was nothing more than a dusty storage area. Old pipes. Dirty walls. Dim lighting. Boxes piled high. It was the southeastern corner of a homeless shelter building operated by the Michigan Veterans Foundation. Through these doors come 160 veterans a day, men who have served this country, worn the uniform, in some cases taken bullets or shrapnel, and who are now, for whatever reason, ...
Detroit Free Press, Wednesday, Feb 01, 2006
A homeless man spots me across the shelter table....
Detroit Free Press, Sunday, Aug 03, 2008
For the last six days, Carl Riggins has been getting up at 5 a.m. and driving through the streets of Detroit in a van that belongs to a homeless shelter. He picked up a 6-year-old here, an 8-year-old there, from the east side, from the west side, from Highland Park. At one point, he had 14 kids in that van. He put on music. He told them to get comfortable. And he made the long drive out of t...
Detroit Free Press, Tuesday, Feb 07, 2006
One man wrote he was going to bet $25 on the Steelers, but he figured the homeless could use the money more. One woman wrote:...
Detroit Free Press, Wednesday, Dec 22, 2004
On the morning of Oct. 12, a homeless man was pushing a shopping cart down Lincoln Street in Highland Park. He came upon a body, lying near the sidewalk. It was a slender body, tall, athletic, only a teen, wrapped in two T-shirts, jeans and black athletic shoes. The homeless man took a better look. Maybe it was sleeping. Then he backed away. There was a bullet hole in the rear of the teen's head a...
Detroit Free Press, Sunday, Apr 04, 2010
In my Detroit, a decade from now, there are no blocks with one burned-out house. Those eyesores have been leveled. Grass and trees have taken their place. In my Detroit, people leave work and walk home, because they live in the city, they don't just enter and exit. In my Detroit, the auto business is important, but it's hardly the only industry. In my Detroit, there are insurance firms, bankin...
Detroit Free Press, Saturday, Dec 20, 2008
First of three parts The men keep their coats on. It is cold inside this church. They sit at tables, hungry for food, and listen as a woman tries to rouse them with inspiration....
Detroit Free Press, Saturday, Dec 20, 2008
First of three parts The men keep their coats on. It is cold inside this church. They sit at tables, hungry for food, and listen as a woman tries to rouse them with inspiration....
Detroit Free Press, Tuesday, Dec 23, 2008
The man who lost his toes to frostbite lays down on a mattress, and the man who lost his teeth to street fights checks the final name off his clipboard. The room quiets and the lights dim and Henry Covington, the pastor, who turned this church gym into a floor of hope at the bottom of the world, walks a rickety balcony and surveys the homeless men below. They say the meek will inherit the earth, ...
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