January 28, 2009

You Don't Know Broke

After attending an Association for Women Journalists event at ABC 7 Chicago studios tonight, I walked back to my car which was parked on Wabash Street in the Loop. It was about 9:00 p.m. The temperature was 15 degrees Fahrenheit.

I passed these two folks who had settled in for the night on the sidewalk just outside Macy's.

No, I did not stop to give them money. But last night I rolled down my window to give coin to the person toting a cardboard sign near the southbound Fullerton exit ramp off the Kennedy expressway.

Those pigeons were eating whole wheat bread scraps, btw.


  1. Dear SHG, Yes, so sad, but very common in my town (and now everywhere, even rural areas). There *are* available beds in shelters around the city; some people choose not to go to them for various reasons--they weigh the advantages and disadvantages, and presumably these fellows (or a couple, or women I did not see their faces) prefer to be out on their own.

    I believe it is my duty to share a bit of moolah with homeless people. Many result from several dire events occurring simultaneously - too much to overcome all at once. For others, the circumstance was borne as a result of mental illness.