I live in Woodstock, New York. My life – all 70+ years of it – has been a journey down a path toward a food pantry serving thousands of hungry people monthly. I feel this because, in this pantry, I’ve been using every life skill
Learned in a part of Texas that looked like it came right out of the movie set of “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly” where I spent much of my childhood
Learned in being a mother as I raised two daughters
Learned in getting acquainted with hunger in Mexico and Venezuela
Learned in becoming fluent in a second language, Spanish
Learned in becoming a healer
Learned in becoming a writer
Learned in running a successful business.
But, I didn’t learn all the skills necessary to run a pantry. In the pantry I got up close and personal with the politics of hunger.
As the coordinator of the Good Neighbor Food Pantry during the time that the economy tanked in 2008 and beyond, I, along with many volunteers, served groceries to people as the weekly shopper census rose from 25 people weekly to 500 people weekly. This chronicle explores those events. In order to do justice to this saga, I learned facts, figures, issues, motivations, outlooks.
Melissa Petro recently said it all: “Thurman, you have the cred.”
Thank you for joining me on this journey.
Peace and food for all.
“The most important and generous thing any of us has to give as a writer is our own voice, how we experience our lives.” – Hal Zina Bennett