Monthly Archives: November 2009

From refugee to homeless: The first of how many?

I wasn’t surprised to learn that there’s a homeless refugee in Greensboro. But I am surprised to hear that he’s the first.

Soe Win, 56, arrived in 2007 to be resettled by Lutheran Family Services. Now destitute and suffering from a breakdown, he arrived in mid-November at the homeless day center on East Bessemer Avenue.

There, volunteer social workers contacted Lutheran Family Services, but no services were available. Win is now staying at Urban Ministry’s Weaver House until the winter emergency shelters open at local churches next month.

“It may be the first case like this,” State Refugee Coordinator Marlene Myers said this week, “but it won’t be the last.”

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This is a heartbreaking story — a political refugee, homeless, mentally ill, alone. And beyond that, the larger story of continuing refugee resettlement in the midst of high unemployment rates and an economic recession.

The first homeless refugee. “And it won’t be the last.”

The importance of a good sleeping bag

Urban Ministry estimated it served 4,000 meals Thursday.

Sam Wood appreciates the warm food and kindness of the volunteers.

He has held retail and odd jobs his whole working life, but when he lost his last job and got divorced, he found himself on the streets for nearly two years.

He jokes over pumpkin pie in the Urban Ministry’s cafeteria that life outdoors wasn’t that bad.

As long as you’ve got a good sleeping bag,” he says smiling.

He lives in an apartment in the Smith Homes public housing community. He says he never thought he’d find himself in this situation and says it’s hard to explain it to his old friends.

“I tell them but I’m not sure if they really understand,” Wood said.

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StreetWatch accepts donations of sleeping bags and distributes them to homeless people who are sleeping outside in Greensboro.

I never knew that Roscoe had a purple heart

Jeri Rowe writes about the life and death of James Roscoe Davis, a homeless man I first met at a Wednesday night dinner at Grace Community Church, years ago. The Roscoe I knew was chronically homeless, mentally ill, addicted. Rowe’s article revealed the Roscoe I never knew — the real Roscoe:

He was 17 when he was drafted into the Army and given a parachute and a gun to fight the enemy in Southeast Asia.

He earned a Purple Heart for the two bullets lodged just beneath his scalp…

…James Roscoe Davis: father and grandfather, brother and uncle, soldier and decorated war veteran. A man to remember.

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