What has happened to me?!
Earlier this evening, I was casually chatting a quarter block
away from "The Tracks" section of Kensington with David and Autumn. They
are a heroin addicted homeless married couple I've been getting to know bit by
bit since starting to attend Urban Hope Church in September. I've been giving
them granola bars and a piece of paper that has Urban Hope's weekly schedule on
it. I've been sure to tell them about the addiction recovery meeting that
happens every Thursday night at 7pm.
Tonight was different. I went to Kensington with the goal of
finding David and Autumn and taking them to Urban Hope’s Christian Faith based
addiction recovery meeting. I know their
regular routine of being at certain intersections at particular times of each
day. How ironic (to those who know my
life story) that I found them tonight near Episcopal Hospital.
As we casually chatted while standing on the street
corner of B and Lehigh, I could not help but notice David’s bright blue eyes
and very long beard and Autumn’s facial hair, nose ring and rotting teeth. On this cool night, he was wearing a filthy
baseball jacket while she wore a 3/4th length rather formal looking and
equally filthy women’s dress coat that may have hung in a closet on the Main
Line section of Delaware County a week earlier.
We chatted about recovery and how they might
get a free dinner if they went to this meeting.
I told them that I wanted them to get the help they needed and that was
met with genuine smiles of appreciation.
They explained that they would like to go with me but were meeting a
friend soon. That friend was, I think,
down in the Tracks. In other words,
their next hit of heroin was waiting to be purchased with the money “earned”
from people with cars who think they are being helpful by giving a dollar to
one of them. Keep in mind that dollar innocently
given when added to the other nine dollars innocently given may equal their
death if that $10.00 heroin hit is too strong or something other than heroin – and it
often is these days.
I returned to my car and as I did, they briskly walked
past me on their way to the tracks. I
called out to them and asked what type of fruit they like. Autumn likes oranges and David likes
Grapefruit. We laughed about how much I
hate grapefruit and then they went on to, presumably, make their heroin
purchase. I went on and drove over the
bridge seen in the opening seconds of
this documentary and to the store to buy oranges and grapefruit for a total
of $6.66 (Did the demon of addiction find its way into my fruit purchase?)
I didn’t find them to give them any fruit because they
were most likely under that bridge with their heroin or dead under that bridge from
that heroin lased with something else. I
hope I see them Sunday…
What has happened to me?
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