we remember by gpersichetti [Email]
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As an internal medicine resident, I had the opportunity to participate in a program called Operation Safety Net in Pittsburgh, PA. The program was designed to treat the medical and everyday needs of the homeless. We would load up bags of medical supplies, sandwiches, and socks and head under the bridges - or where ever this invisible society could be found. Most people, including myself, would see someone homeless and assume they chose this fate. What I didn't realize is this invisible society has its own internal structure, rules, etc. It is also comprised of former professional musicians, politicians, professional athletes, and many other formerly accomplished people. Drugs and mental illness have allowed these people to fall out of society.As the month went on, I got to know many of these people and had an opportunity to see this secret underground society. Although it existed and was governed by it's own code, it was self contained and ultimately self destructive. The people, struggling for existence and battling mental illness, would eventually self destruct - either by killing each other or killing themselves. Most of this activity would go unnoticed by the general public and those who did know, would just turn their heads. These homeless people of Pittsburgh seemed to know each other. And although they may not have liked one of the deceased members of this society, they would chip in and purchase a small gold plaque with the name of the fallen individual. These plaques, one by one, were put on the wall on a pillar under a bridge. It was humbling to see all these plaques together on this one memorial that went virtually unknown. Even as enemies, they shared a common struggle each other recognized. The plaques were simple and stated: We Remember........... Lyrics:
In a time, unprovidedin a land, unforgiving we lived hard everyday, lost, in our own, twisted minds but we pressed on And the night seems to never end cold without a light in sight I think I'm gonna let em steal my only bed I can't fight em any more mother this is home And we remember those fought in a war against ourselves posted on the wall under the bridge the sign reads We Remember... Nobody seems, to understand why everybody wants me dead in the alley, I begin to draw my blood I float away now I'm fine Hardware:
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You must be registered and logged-in to comment. nice &mdash 03/18/08 - 11:04:20 PM
wow &mdash 03/19/08 - 09:16:55 AM
And Gail... &mdash 03/19/08 - 09:57:25 AM
Very moving story &mdash 03/19/08 - 09:55:41 AM
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Great post.
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