I can’t thank the Street Sense volunteers and staff enough for listening to me during my tough times. They let me cry, scream and cuss while not passing judgment. To quote Peter Griffin from Family Guy, they let me vent about “what grinds my gears.”
I also want to thank the Street Sense organization for helping those who want to help themselves by giving people an opportunity to run their own business.
I’d like to include the writers’ group for actually hearing what I have to say. Willie and Kate, thank you so much for spending one hour a week with us and for treating me like a person instead of “vendor number 438.”
I don’t want to forget the local DC police. Thank you for not harassing the homeless and for giving us information about the proper resources to help us with our problems. A heartfelt special thanks goes to the fine men and women who serve in our U.S. military, who risk life and limb fighting for our rights to voice our opinion and for our freedom.
Another thank-you goes to my Chipotle guy. Although I don’t know your name, thanks for bringing me a soft chicken taco and iced tea with a sh#t load of lemon every Thursday.
And to my two-legged friends who let me say hi to their little four legged buddies: for those 30 seconds, I forget that I am residence free.
I am thankful for my fellow vendors. Regardless of our personal feelings toward each other, I am grateful that they get up and try every day.
Lastly. but definitely not least, thank you to the loyal Street Sense readers, regardless of whether you purchase from me or my fellow vendors. Without you, who knows where we would be. Thanks for your kind words that keep us going. No matter if you donate $1.00 or $20.00 we appreciate it all equally.
And thank you, Dear God, for keeping all of us alive for another day!!!
