Every Sunday, since 1991, Potluck in the Park has provided the homeless of Portland with a well rounded Sunday afternoon meal. This past Sunday I helped serve food to those who showed up. I used Hands on Greater Portland to sign up to work the event. Since rain was in the forecast, the meal was held in the parking garage beneath O'Bryant Square in downtown Portland. There were 30 or so volunteers to help with the meal. I was put in charge of servin' up the asparagus. Asparagus is one of those funny things: people either big fans or are completely grossed out by the vegetable. Trivia about your author: big fan of the stuff. I was impressed with how well organized things were at the potluck, on the volunteer side but also from the service side. In 3 hours we served 668 ticketed guests & 847 second plates. Simply incredible.
Portland is a city with a sizable and, I would say, seen homeless community. By 'seen' I mean that this is not a city that chases away the homeless, sweeping them under the carpet, as many cities do. The community here, more specifically groups like PITP, seem to address the issue of homelessness (rather than ignoring) by working to assist those in need. I was suprised to see the diversity of those who showed for the meal. All genders, age groups, and nationalities were there today. Those that looked very different from me, but others that looked like me. In short, it is easy for me to differentiate myself from a person of the streets when I'm passing them on the way to work and focusing on the differences between us. Much is missed in those moments. I appreciated the moments during the serving of asparagus when I saw the similarities, the things I share with those who seem so different; the clues that we are not as different as it might seem in passing.
I didn't feel comfortable taking photos at PITP, but here's a pic showing a bit of the soggy Spring we are having in Portland. |