Food Pantry Blog – Peggy and the Take Outs
“New people somehow suggest to you that your world is really not as narrow as maybe you believed it was. You’re not so limited by your psychological environment as maybe you thought you were.” – Leonard Michaels
The next series of chapters focuses on a very important part of the pantry life which we have not yet touched on: our Take Out Department which served food to homebound residents.
As a pantry, we never planned to deliver food to homebound people in the Woodstock area. But, to make a really bad joke, the building committee of the Woodstock Reformed Church made us do it.
This is the story: Pantries are required to have volunteers available to serve shoppers on an emergency basis if they call and can’t make it to the pantry when it’s open. Well, Good Neighbor Food Pantry volunteers weren’t allowed in the pantry except during select hours on select days. So, we needed an alternative acceptable to the Food Bank. We created a Take Out Department to deliver food to homebound households.
Our Take Out Department became enormously successful. It was also a tremendous amount of work for the volunteers. We began with insufficient structure and a few volunteers lost sight of the guidelines and rules. One volunteer felt that the 10-mile limit included all of her friends living in an area around Route 32 north of Saugerties. She also felt her mother who lived several hours away was on the route and that a three-day supply of food for her mother included everything she could fit into her car on the way up. She was also lax with the monthly reporting.
Peggy Johnson took over the Take Out Department.
Peggy organized all the Take Outs. she called every household monthly to see how things were going. She made great lists of all the foods they would, could, should eat and great lists of all foods they would not, could not, should not eat. Peggy knew her clients better than they knew themselves.
Peggy was strict with the rules. She didn’t have even one client who lived beyond the 10-mile limit imposed by our Board of Directors. Peggy was strict with her volunteers also. She insisted everyone follow the HPNAP guidelines exactly. And…Peggy demanded proper manners in the pantry. One month Peggy dismissed a volunteer on the monthly delivery day. Whew!
We had one young volunteer who was a computer whiz. She really didn’t want to work in the take outs. What she wanted to do was completely computerize our pantry and be some kind of “Jedi” for our lists, etc. Her hope was to computerize our pantry and use this experience to launch other projects for other pantries. (I honestly don’t think she realized how poor pantries really are.)
It was a good idea but never materialized because on one monthly delivery day Peggy caught her comparing tattoos with one of the Hudson Correctional Facility volunteers. Peggy spoke with her and she never saw her again. We never saw her again either.
In our next post, we’ll focus on the volunteers who made the take out department possible.
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Food Pantry Blog – What This Blog is About
Recently I was asked to explain what the hungerisnotadisease.com
blog is all about.
Well, for me, this blog has several layers.
First, there is the layer of the food pantry. This is a story in itself: intrigue, expose’, scandal, denial. On some level, the story of the Good Neighbor Food Pantry might as well be a mystery novel.
But, dig deeper. This blog is about the people who visit the pantry weekly…the voiceless people who are becoming more and more in number weekly. This is an incredible story in itself also: intrigue, expose’, denial.
And, on yet a deeper level, this blog is about the spiritual journey we are all on as we experience incredible change in our society. Most of this story is still, as yet, unknown to many, many people.
Because, you see, hunger as evidenced by food pantries, soup kitchens, shelters is still a taboo subject.
So…my challenge is to best tell this story, expose the shame that is being orchestrated by many people, and reveal the denial that many people still persist in perceiving.
What is going to work best?
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food pantry blog – Father Nicholas
“Praise be to God.” – Father Nicholas
I first heard about Father Nicholas when a volunteer from St. John’s Roman Catholic Catholic Church asked me, almost in a whisper, if we had any extra food for some priests. Through the grapevine, I heard Heidi Motzkin knew some people (priests?) needing food.
HMMM. Then I heard another story about a group of priests needing food. Things were kind of quiet for a week or two. I didn’t act very fast because, in this business, it really takes a shout to get my attention. Anyway, I kept hearing little whispers so I got really curious. Who are these guys? Where are they? Do we know them?
So, Peggy Johnson, our Take Out Department manager at the Good Neighbor Food Pantry, and I got in the car and off we went! Out on Coldbrook Road in Bearsville is a very special place – The Holy Ascension Monastery. We drove out there and were greeted by a tall thin man with a full beard and pony tail, wearing a black cassock, a tall black hat, and black combat boots.
The story went that the monastery had, for a long time, housed three monks. Then, one day, several monks in the Boston area loaded a U-Haul truck and drove to Bearsville. Several other monks boarded a bus in Boston and rode to Woodstock. They increased the population at the monastery to twenty. The monastery needed extra people because they’re building a large, beautiful Church building on the grounds. I went to their website and saw what a beautiful building it is going to be.
In the confusion of the expansion, everything had been taken care of except, of course, the extra food needed for these priest/construction workers and volunteers.
Food? You need food? Peggy was delighted, excited, enthusiastic. She was on this job right away. A duck on a June bug had nothing on Peggy. Within days (hours?) the Holy Ascension Monastery staff had food. Peggy learned about their dietary considerations, as well as the number of people needing food.
Like a Supply Sergeant in a Mash unit, Peggy learned that the food bank had #10 cans of food. Nothing would do until our pantry storeroom had a whole shelf filled with them for Father Nicholas.
Fresh produce? Father Nicholas came by each week and got all the produce he needed.
Well, it wasn’t long until Father Nicholas and the Holy Ascension Monastery had their food needs straightened out and no longer needed Good Neighbor Food Pantry food. So, as smoothly as greasing a cake pan, Father Nicholas and his fellow monks became part of the volunteer pantry crew. He delivered food to homebound households every week. He brought yogurt to our pantry weekly.
And, as if that weren’t enough, Father Nicholas and the Holy Ascension Monastery became a food pantry for the Food Bank of the Hudson Valley serving food to anyone dropping by: pilgrims, homeless people, hungry people living in the area. The Holy Ascension Monastery is open seven days per week. People are allowed to take what they need and return as often as they need.
And, of course, while all this was happening, every one of us fell in love with the monks. Never in a million years would any of us have met these gorgeous men of God if it hadn’t been for the pantry.
The face of God is everywhere. All you have to do is work at a pantry, open your eyes, and look around.
Is that cool or what?
hunger/homelessness/food pantry – all in only 7 months!
It seems like a blink of an eye – Bonnie and Sean talking about opening a pantry in Boiceville, NY.
Well, it happened…and on September 9, 2013 we opened the Reservoir Food Pantry. From that day until now, April 7, 2014, we worked our fingers to the bone. (Not that we’re not continuing to do so.)
We spent months not only distributing food but processing mountains of paper work, having weekly training classes at JOMA, talks at the library, food drives at the IGA and Walmart, etc.
But, finally, on April 7th, exactly 6 months after our opening day, I felt truly at home. Why?
Seven of us were stuffed in our storeroom shoving cans and boxes of food on shelves in a fairly cramped space. For my money, in order to be a pantry – for real – it’s necessary to shove too many people in too small a space and stack cans as quickly as possible to get the job done as soon as possible.
We were really in that zone. It felt like we were all stuffed in a VW bug.
“Does this can have a bulge?”
“Nah. That one doesn’t have a bulge…the one over there does, though.”
“What about this dent?”
“Be sure and separate the soup cans.”
“Where does the cereal go?”
We’re home. At last!
I offer a special note of gratitude to Bonnie and Sean and their two schnauzers, Prasida Kay, and everyone in the Reservoir area who supported us while we got everything together: The Olive Town Board, the IGA, The Community Bank, JOMA, area residents who donated and are continuing to donate food and money.
I offer a special note of gratitude to the hungry who are checking out our pantry and who are returning.
People who have never visited a pantry before experience many things: fear, apprehension, embarrassment, curiosity, and finally, relief.
Residents in the Reservoir area are all being extremely supportive of our efforts. Thank you for your donations of food and money and time.
One last word: Hang onto your hats everyone. I think we’re on a wonderful ride. Join us if you can.
Peace and food for all
Thurman Greco
The Homeless…..A Few People Working to Change the Game
PETE CAMARATA – As a high school student, he helped collect day-old bread for the homeless
PAWEL ALTHAMER – Instituted a coat drive to benefit residents of the Bowery Mission, a shelter for the homeless in New York City.
ANDREA ELLIOTT – won the George Polk Award in Journalism in 2013 for local reporting for “Invisible Child”, a five-part series appearing in the New York Times which focused on a girl named Dasani, one of 22,000 homeless children in New York City.
ELI SASLOW – won the George Polk Award in 2013 for national reporting for articles about food stamp recipients that the Polk Award judges called “an indelible portrait of American Poverty.”
NORMA RAMOS – “There’s a strong connection between homelessness and prostitution, the endpoint of sex trafficking. All too often children in foster care already feel homeless and graduate into homelessness.”
In the face of New York’s mounting homeless crisis, MAYOR BILL DE BLASIO announced on Friday, February 21, 2014, that his administration is removing hundreds of children from two city-owned homeless shelters that inspectors have repeatedly cited for deplorable conditions over the last decade, official reported.
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Food Pantry Blog – If Only….
The inspiration for this chapter came from a quote written by Janet Poppendieck, author of a book about hunger in America entitled “Sweet Charity”.
There’s all this food out there. Most people who know about hunger agree there’s enough food for everyone. If we would stop the push back on this concept, and just feed the people, our lives (everyone’s lives in the whole country) would be very different. Imagine a world without hungry children and grandmothers.
Just for a moment, think of all the ways we can benefit our many people and institutions by using this extra food.
For starters, think of pantries, soup kitchens, shelters, as our tax dollars at work. Much of the emergency food effort is manned by volunteers diverting food headed for the landfill. For my money, this recycling effort works primarily to keep people from starving in the streets.
Now, consider the United States Department of Agriculture. As our country accumulates agricultural surpluses, instead of being embarrassed by the food, life would be better if the USDA could proudly distribute the surplus to those in need. After all, surplus food is an uptown problem. It’s almost impossible to produce exactly what we need. Farms don’t work that way. Weather doesn’t always cooperate. Droughts don’t come by request. Floods have minds of their own. It’s better to produce too much than too little.
Businesses can and should ship excess food to pantries, soup kitchens, shelters. This is a responsible way to dispose of unwanted excess food products. When grocers donate to food banks, they avoid excessive dump fees and accrue tax savings. They reduce dumpster diving.
Universities, hospitals, caterers, restaurants, bakers, schools, can use Food Banks to absorb leftovers. In metropolitan areas, the surplus food can go directly to soup kitchens, pantries. This is both a civic responsibility and community outreach.
Community colleges and Universities can recognize there are impoverished students, staff and faculty in their ranks. Pantries and soup kitchens on campus will make it easier for students and staff to stay.
Elementary, Middle, and High Schools would do well to recognize the poverty among the students and staff. Food Pantries have a definite place in schools. Backpack programs should be in every school to ensure that students have enough food to eat over the weekends and holidays.
Churches, Synagogues, and other religious institutions have opportunities to express concern for their fellow man as they include the poor at the table. Congregations refer to their feeding efforts as outreach. These necessary hunger prevention programs feed people who otherwise would not have enough to eat and they give the congregations a local outlet for charity and outreach programs.
Courts and penal institutions can use this concept by having people work service hours at pantries, soup kitchens, shelters, to avoid or lessen incarceration.
Working at a pantry, soup kitchen or shelter provides service opportunities for people of all ages. The more people donate time, the less isolated these facilities become.
Diverting food from landfills offers communities an opportunity to improve our environment. Besides, why throw away good food?
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Food Pantry Blog – My First Visit to the Good Neighbor Food Pantry: Hindsight is Always 20/20.
“So you begin…I began. I picked up one person – Maybe if I didn’t pick up that one person I wouldn’t have picked up 42,000. Just one, one, one.” – Mother Teresa
This morning I met Stuart Kline in Bread Alone. He was at the high coffee bar on a stool right at the entrance. Stuart and I see each other in passing most mornings at Bread Alone.
We exchange the usual pleasantries. What’s happening in Woodstock? Who died this week. It seems that everyone in our age group is dropping dead at the rate of one old codger a week. Some kind of fad, we joke.
Stuart is wearing a beautiful plaid shirt: chartreuse, red, blue, white. Plaid cotton.
Plaid. Floral. He has the distinction of wearing the most beautiful men’s shirts in Woodstock. His sister who lives in Nashville picks them up at a consignment store and sends them to him.
Suddenly – a shock went through me. A memory. Yes! A memory I never knew I had. It must have been one of the colors of his shirt. Who knows? Like a flash of some kind, I remembered the first time I walked into the Good Neighbor Food Pantry.
A new volunteer, I had been assigned a Thursday morning shift with Marie Duane.
I drove over to the Woodstock Reformed Church, parked my car in the parking lot behind the building and cautiously walked in. I had never been to the pantry before. There was no sign on the door so I wasn’t even sure I was in the right place.
I entered the empty hallway and found the first door on the right open. I turned into the room and there it was: a small room, actually, about 12′ by 16′. There were two windows on one wall and a third window on another.
Each wall supported a set of metal shelving units.
Each unit stood six feet high and three feet deep with four shelves.
Most of the shelves were empty. One shelf had cereal. There was a little handwritten note in front of the boxes: person: 1 cereal. family: 1 cereal.
One had a few cans of tuna. Another handwritten note in front of the tuna said: person: 1 can. family: 1 can.
One shelf had a dozen or so cans of soup with a handwritten note: person: 1 can. family: 2 cans.
One shelf held jars of peanut butter. Person: 1 jar. Family: 1 jar.
There may have been other items on other shelves but I don’t remember them.
A small table stood in the center of the room. A metal folding chair was placed in front of each window.
We sat in the chairs, Marie and I, and chatted with one another as people trickled in. We discussed the usual: weather, gardening, knitting, decorating the alter at St. Gregory’s Episcopal Church.
“Hi. How are you today? Will you sign your name here?” Marie asked each person who came to shop.
The shopper signed his/her name and noted the number of adults, seniors, and children in the household. As a point of trivia, most of the shoppers were single, homeless men.
After signing in, the person walked around the room selecting from the cereal, peanut butter, and soup. The selected food was placed on the table and bagged for the person to take home, wherever or whatever that was.
This was my first visit.
At the time, I knew nothing about HPNAP guidelines: offering a three-day supply of food, who could or could not visit the pantry, what food safety rules we followed. I was unaware of these things.
I certainly had no premonition that I would ever even return to this room after this morning’s volunteer effort.
This was clearly a case of “fools rushing in”. Knowing what I know now, I should have just run out the door and never looked back. Certainly Marie could have handled the crowd that day without me. In the whole morning, no more than a couple dozen people visited the pantry.
But, I wasn’t blessed with any psychic knowledge…certainly not the feeling of danger I felt when I first saw Ed Jabbs of the building committee.
So…Marie and I sat and visited with one another for two hours while people trickled in for the few items on the shelves. At 11:00 a.m., we rose out of our chairs, walked out of the room while turning out the lights, closed and locked the door, and went home.
I got in my car, totally unaware of experiences waiting for me in the pantry, completely unprepared for what lay ahead.
Never in my wildest thoughts did I envision the hall filled with hungry people, the tiny room packed with fresh produce and jammed with shoppers.
Never did I foresee monthly food deliveries in excess of 10,000 pounds.
Never did I for one moment imagine the building committee of the Woodstock Reformed Church being irate over hungry people receiving food according to guidelines set down by the State of New York, the Department of Health, and the United States Department of Agriculture.
Never did I think I would be grappling with the term “unworthy hungry”, introduced to me by local religious residents.
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Hunger blog – There is Absolutely No Need for Anyone in this Great Nation to go Hungry.
My conviction is that hungry people shall be fed. I’m totally convinced that there is absolutely no need for anyone in this great nation of ours to go hungry.
I was 20 years old when I saw my first hungry person. Traveling by car to Mexico city on a trip to meet my future in-laws, I saw a hungry woman holding a small baby in one arm and asking for money. She was sitting on a street corner in Monterey, looking at people with her hand out – palm up.
Seeing this woman didn’t constitute a life changing event. This moment merely confirmed a belief I was surely born with.
So, this brings up a question beside the point: If I’m born with a conviction, is it genetic?
Or, is it a carryover from a past life experience?
This conviction has been part of my life experience – a dormant piece of belief trivia until my life in the Good Neighbor Food Pantry moved it to a center stage action affirming creed.
So, then I have other questions regarding this conviction.
Why was I born with this conviction?
Why did life events not trigger this belief until I’m over 70 years old?
Are there other convictions out there that haven’t been triggered until life events activate them?
What happens to those other convictions if I die before they’re “turned on”?
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Food Pantry Blog – The New Mobile Reservoir Food Pantry Appeared to be Magical
Today’s outdoor pantry opening at the Reservoir Food Pantry in Boiceville was our first day for this mobile pantry and it was a totally new experience for Boiceville area residents. We absolutely loved it! People walked up. They came in cars.
Four tables of food were arranged in a parking lot on the hill behind Robert’s Auction House.
There was a large variety of canned/boxed goods in several categories: fruits & veggies, protein, grains.
We had a good selection of bread from Bread Alone.
We had totally wonderful fruits and vegetables from Migliorelli Farms and the Food Bank of Northeastern New York. Most of the produce was organic: apples, tomatoes, onions, salad greens, limes.
We sat out in the sun for two hours while local residents came to shop…many were visiting a pantry for the first time and were, of course, timid and cautious. The shoppers quickly got over that and became very friendly with one another and with us. Who wouldn’t? Here was an array of food many had not seen in quite some time.
The message here is in two parts:
This mobile food pantry is our tax dollars at work: All the workers are volunteers. All the food costs nothing.
The food distributed in this pantry was all diverted from a landfill. Virtually every food item was donated from a farm, grocery, food manufacturer, etc.
The conclusion here: THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO EXCUSE FOR ANY PERSON IN OUR COUNTRY TO GO HUNGRY.
Thank you for reading this post. Tomorrow I’ll return to articles about food pantries and hunger featuring the Good Neighbor Food Pantry of Woodstock. However, in the future, I will digress occasionally to share news of our new pantry in Boiceville: the Reservoir Food Pantry.
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Food Pantry Blog – Reservoir Food Pantry Opens Its Mobile Pantry Location Today
Today, March 31, at 2:00 p.m., the Reservoir Food Pantry will open the doors at its new mobile location in Boiceville. This new pantry is located on Route 28 in Boiceville at the intersection of 28A. You’ll find us behind Roberts Auction.
Since September 9, 2013, Reservoir Food Pantry volunteers have been delivering food weekly to homebound households and senior complexes in the area around the Ashokan Reservoir in Ulster County New York.
The Reservoir Food Pantry is primarily a vegetarian pantry, offering many fresh foods to include produce, baked goods, and dairy products. Volunteers will be driving to Latham and/or Cornwall weekly on Monday mornings to bring back the freshest possible produce to the pantry for the shoppers in the afternoon.
Designated a Mobile Food Pantry by the Food Bank of the Hudson Valley, volunteers will continue to deliver food to homebound households and expect to increase the number of locations where they will be offering food.
Volunteers are currently raising funds for a truck to increase the effectiveness of the pantry.
The Reservoir Food Pantry is servicing an area with very few food pantries.
For more information, please call 845-399-3967.
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Thurman Greco
