Today I will talk about the problems of the homeless, especially the elderly. Twenty-five years ago, uncertain if I wanted to stay in D.C., I experienced homelessness in our city for several months. I was at the Carpenter’s Shelter and they were very nice to people and made you feel welcomed.
I found this place through the Salvation Army. At the time I had a job and people with employment had more privileges. I decided to stay in the D.C. area and found a room, and from there I found an apartment.
Today in my area—H Street NE—I see a lot of older people as well as young people strung out on heroin and K2 drugs that they can buy from a grocery (I can’t believe this!). A couple of weeks ago, down by Giant on H Street, a young man was naked hugging a street pole. Police came with an ambulance and took him away. But this K2 drug is worse than I have seen , too many people are strung out. I guess they feel by buying from grocery stores it’s not bad.
On any given day on H Street you can see people yelling, laughing and talking to themselves—K2 you are their friend. The saddest part of it all is that a “retired” policeman was a drug dealer and he sold drugs from his store . Good they closed him down.
So far now I will keep you posted on life on H Street and the surrounding area.
Peace to y’all.
