Journal Entry One;
It has been a few days now since I volunteered for my first time at the hiawatha and Cedar/Franklin homeless encampment, serving lunch I made with a coworker, and served with fellow community members for the current 150 plus residents. And since, I’ve some what been in a state of personal reflection, contemplating how I can live supporting my family, doing what I love, Baking and cooking, while also continuing to be more actively involved with those most in need, such as the people living at the encampment. Why I’ve begun this journal is to help involve everyone who can’t join me in my life efforts, it is intended for those whom I do not contact on a regular basis, but would still like to stay connected in other ways.
As this Is my first entry in to the Crumbassador: Wall Of Forgotten Brothers And Sisters, what I hope with this continual series, is to have the greatest positive impact in helping not only those at the Wall Of Forgotten Natives, but as well ending hunger and poverty across the state of Minnesota. My reason for using the title Wall Of Forgotten Brothers and Sisters is to include all effected by hunger, poverty, and homelessness, and to remind everyone including myself that, though it does effect some groups of people more than others, no one is immune from its cause’s or effects.
As Bakers Without Boarders here builds a following and I myself can get people engaged in their community I do hope to help as many people I can. I do understand and accept I wont be able to help everyone, but if I don’t keep going, keep helping everyone I can get too, that right now whats important. Why I believe this is because of two things, Love for my fellow humans, and Hope. With out Love and Hope, to me everything is lost.
I will leave this entry with a quote from one of my favorite comedians.
Love, Peace, and Chicken Grease-John Leguizamo, from the Pest