Our Food Programs are Starving
Nov 29, 08- (by Etta)
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“I don’t know where my next meal will come from,” the office manager said. She hadn’t eaten in two days. He said, “I’m a lawyer. My wife is a lawyer. We used to donate to this food shelf. Now I must swallow my pride. We need help.”
I understand these comments. I remember that pride. Never in a million years did I believe I’d need to crack the doors of the local food pantry and “beg” for food. Chronic illness changed that, and a few years ago I became a humbled food recipient. For approximately one year, the generous donations of others kept me going.
I thought hard about that year this morning when I heard the above comments. It was a radio program which highlighted Americans’ increasing need for local food programs. People who, like me, never imagined themselves in such dire circumstances are now finding it difficult to keep food on the table. Like depression, it appears hunger has now become ignorant of socioeconomic class.
The problem, of course, is donations are down. With former donators becoming needy recipients, the food pantries are having difficulty keeping up. The food shelves need help. If you are like me, if you’ve received food in the past but no longer require assistance, why not help out? Please.
Life is unpredictable. None of us know what tomorrow will bring. We just never know. I didn’t plan to get sick. Your neighbor won’t plan to get laid off. Your professor, or doctor, or mother won’t plan to lose their homes. But they might, and so might you. Trust me. Why not buy one less gift and give to your local food pantry instead? Our food shelves, our neighbors need us now.
I appreciate your consideration.
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Just give whenever. I feel a little better if I throw a buck somewhere. There are new people on the streets in my neighborhood. I rolled down my window the other day and told the people in my car, That guy probably lost his house. Something tells me this is just the beginning.