Hunger Is Not a Disease

Meet Woodstock’s Food Pantry – Part 3 – We Meet at Bread Alone

In the last post, I wrote  about a Korean War Veteran.

The second man –  tall, handsome, had a generous head of solid white wavy hair.  He came up to me one day in Bread Alone.

“I want to shake your hand.  I worked all my life.  When I was laid off recently, I realized that I’m never going to work again.  If it weren’t for your efforts in the pantry, I would be going hungry.”

George, while he had white hair, was not yet old enough for social security.  So, he relied on unemployment, food stamps and the pantry.  The hope in these cases is always that the unemployment insurance will last until the social security kicks in.

He was the first pantry shopper to speak to me outside the pantry.  Such was the stigma of the pantry.  I called it the “Shame Factor.”  I began fighting this condition by going into Bread Alone every day and getting a cop of coffee.  After a while, pantry shoppers began to say “hello.”

Hurray!

Bread Alone, the local coffee house, is owned by Dan Leader, a very upscale baker who bakes bread and pastries not only for Woodstock but all over New York.

Dan Leader and his family moved to Boiceville in 1983 to bake organic breads in a wood-fired oven.  Five years later, Bread Alone included a café, a pastry room, and a cook book he wrote and published.

Bread Alone is visited by wealthy tourists and upscale residents.  Pantry shoppers also visit Bread Alone in the mornings in Woodstock and sit around a table in the back enjoying the warmth of the room, the good coffee, a comfortable place to sit and talk.

Thank you for reading this post, this blogged book.  I hope you are enjoying the story.  The next post will be the last part in the section introducing the food pantry.  This post will offer a peek at trouble brewing at the Good Neighbor Food Pantry.

Thurman Greco

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