Thanksgiving Dinner, Author Alcinoe (PD)
A friend shared this experience with me. It will bring tears to your eyes.
“I live in a low-income property with neighbors of varied disability. Years ago (now 8 or 10), I was in great distress for the man who lived below me – Tim had fairly well-managed schizophrenia, and kept to himself (shopping alone, going to weekly appointments alone).
However one day the local deputies came and took him away in cuffs (he’d missed a summons to appear) – I foolishly tried to explain that Tim was ill and they lied to me, saying he’d be taken where he could receive treatment.
Tim was probably gone a month, and it was nearing Thanksgiving. I recall standing out in the courtyard and saying, ‘Somebody needs to do something to help’ – as other neighbors just stared mutely at me. And then it was as though…
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