"Goodwill shines in shadow of overpass"
"I could not sit in my warm house, eat food and open presents, knowing that there are people out here on the streets," she said.
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"It makes me feel a little better," said Dwight Johnson, who lost his job shortly after Katrina and has been living beneath the overpass for about a year. "It's not like when you're with your family but, you know, it's better."
Strangely (or not), I've been feeling the same way since I've gotten back from New Orleans - that I can't sit by and carry on my day-to-day business while I know that there are people - real hardworking everyday people - out on their own in that city.
We drove by the spot they're talking about - where volunteers handed out meals to the homeless - nearly every day on the way to our work sites.
Everything I read about New Orleans feels so much more personal now. I've seen that overpass. I've seen Magazine Street.
I can't get this city out of my head. Or my heart.
The result? I'm very seriously thinking about joining AmeriCorps in May/June. Please share any thoughts/experiences/advice...I'm fast approaching a crossroads in my life, and I don't do well with change.
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