Ellis struggled to survive on the streets. Night after night, he camped at the labor center hoping to be get work for the day. Most days, he didn’t get work. He was hungry and hopeless when a homeless friend told him about the MLF food truck. He made the two hour walk from the labor center to where the truck was serving.
I met my friend Ellis that day, and as we talked, I learned that he not only hungered for food; he was starving for community and a dignifiedway to support himself.
The journey home began with a sandwich and a smile.
After he had plenty to eat, Ellis shared his story with me. It was obvious that he wanted to work, but lacked opportunities to earn a dignified income.