Contrasting Portraits
… painted by Michael Morse over at Rescuing Providence.
When one of them, a twenty something shirtless tattooed tough guy refused to get out of the way I had to give him a “little” nudge. The time to show you are a man is not when your aunt is dying in front of you. If you want to be a tough guy, join the Marines, fight for your country, learn to speak English and take care of your family. And get the hell out of the way if you can’t.
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An hour later I found myself in a different home, a Hispanic couple in their early sixties. …
Thank you for posting that. It’s a poignant, well-written blog that tells the truth about people doing important, difficult work for our community.
Sure, there are some number of union schlubs who take advantage of the system for personal gain, but the vast majority of real professional EMTs and firefighters deserve every honor our community can offer.
Thank you Monique, and BobN for that. It’s strange how Monique linked to a post about the literal give and take I encounter and before I knew she did it it I had made a post about the Mcauley House.
As Monique knows, I am a firm disbeliever in institutional charity, but have to give credit where credit is due, and it is definately due at the Mcauley house. You can just feel the difference between there and Crossroads, where people are treated like cattle.
That just might get me in a little hot water, but what the heck, people should know.
In the ’80’s I lived on the corner of Atlantic and Niagra across from Mcauley House. That was one of the most wonderful,kindhearted group of people I have ever been blessed to know. We owned a home there.
I knew Father Ed,who made everything such fun and later,Sister Joan,God love you both!
Especially,thank you Sister Joan,I always think of you as an angel on earth. I wish that you could see this to thank you for the generosity and help to my beloved dogs.
I’ll never forget you.
Love,Helen