I was thinking about my post on food stamps, and thought I’d add a little depth to the folks behind the faces–

I mentioned in this post about the man getting only $16 a month in food stamps.  He’s in a wheelchair, not too much older than me.  He was a fire fighter, once, and then was paralyzed in a hunting accident.

Another lady limps with one leg as she had a stroke.  Her left arm is basically useless–some mobility to it but not much.  She, too, isn’t too much older than me.  She had been married once and had children from that union.  She had once suggested that her husband look into a security business.  He did.  He now lives quite well while she lives in poverty with a small income from disability.

An older African American gentleman once played in a jazz band in Chicago during the 50s and 60s (and probably longer, but that’s what I heard about).  He had his picture in the paper once.   Now he lives in public housing, unable to afford a better place.

A younger gal is a student nurse who somehow ended up here from Hawaii.  She’s in public housing and on food stamps until she gets her degree.

Another gal my age used to work for a national grocery chain.  She stood on concrete floors for eight hours every day for years…..it took a toll on her back and knees and now she is on disability and food stamps.

I just wanted to put a face on the folks on food stamps so people understand.

You never know the story until you walk a mile in their shoes…