Have you ever been in a moment and known that it was pivotal while you were living it? This is how I felt last Tuesday at the homeless camp under the 101 in San Rafael. My friend Jen and I had just finished setting up the space with metal folding chairs around the outdoor rug we’d brought.
It’s a harsh location. The sounds of the cars zooming overhead was constantly deafening, you could taste the exhaust raining down at all…
