Somebody’s son, somebody’s daughter

A man named Logan, young and homeless, sat in front of a local grocery store. He wore a soiled coat and worn tennis shoes.

Logan is tall, stocky, and has a beard. He looks like my son. I told Logan (not his real name) about our shoe drive. Since tennis shoes and low-priced boots can wear out in less than a month, he’d been looking for a pair of sturdy, size 13 winter boots in second-hand stores, to no avail. I told him that someone might donate what he needs.

Logan’s been on the streets, crisscrossing the country, since he was 16. He had a black eye; he’d been recently attacked by an older man who was drunk and out of control. When Logan told me he struggled with deep depression, his eyes filled with tears. He’s not alone. So many people who live on the streets suffer from some form of mental illness.

I asked: “If you could have anything in your life, what would you want?” He gave me a blank look and shook his head. He said he just doesn’t hope anymore — he’d rather be surprised than disappointed. Yet he told me he’s a musician and artist, and has pursued that kind of work.

If Logan hasn’t yet moved on, he is currently living on the edge of town, sometimes sleeping in a large concrete drain pipe which in the springtime empties into a nearby canal. But now it gives him some protection from the cold and snow.

So many adults who are homeless were abandoned as children. They grow up not knowing the steady, loyal kind of love that good parents offer. These almost-broken, children-turned-adults often don’t know how to “do life”. They may not know there are people with the resources to help them take steps toward a better future. 

Later that day, I told a friend about Logan. She raised three sons, and immediately said, “I’ll buy Logan a pair of boots.” She spent $200 on a pair of the best winter boots she could find, size 13, along with two pairs of warm woolen socks — just as she would have gifted one of her sons. So in regards to this immediate need, Logan wasn’t disappointed. And he was very grateful. 

As I sort the donations from our Shoes for the Holidays campaign, it’s great to see all the pairs of shoes and socks with the tags still on them: shiny, tiny baby shoes; shoes that light up when a child walks; fancy, high top sneakers; practical, yet attractive heels to boost a woman’s spirits; and men’s warm, waterproof boots. 

A woman with four grandchildren took them shopping and each child picked out a pair of new winter boots in their own style and size to donate. We all agreed that these boots will make four other little children very happy! Here in the Fort Collins and Loveland school districts, the need is staggering. At least once this school year, 1745 school children will experience homelessness (McKinney-Vento data). We want to help as many as we can. 

I keep thinking about Logan, the man who looks so much like my son. Logan is somebody’s son, and the woman on the next street corner begging for money is somebody’s daughter. 

The Shoes for the Holidays shoe and sock drive ends on Christmas Day. Yet the sponsors, Dr. James and Adriann Anderson, Doug and Michelle Baldwin, Cindy Corbett and myself, have decided to extend our campaign one more week, until New Year’s Day, and we have a request. 

For one week, please pretend that “somebody’s son” and “somebody’s daughter” is your own. Buy them any type or size of new shoes and socks  — the nicest you can afford — and bring them to us. Working together with well-respected, local outreaches, we’ll make sure they get onto the feet of those who need them.

And perhaps, with each and every step these men, women and children take into their New Year, they’ll be reminded of the kindness of those who wish them well, and are willing to offer these simple, yet very important gifts. 

Note:  Due to the generous donations of children and adults throughout Northern Colorado, the 30th Annual Shoes for the Holidays campaign collected more than 4,000 pairs of new and gently-used shoes and 2,900 pairs of socks.

Why Geese are Like People

I like geese. There are three of them in my logo. They are wild, free and amusing, with their own kind of unpredictable dignity. I’d like to share a goose story with you that happened earlier this year.

A pair of geese walk regally—and very slowly—across the street, holding up traffic. I’m no goose scholar, so I’ll only present theories about what happens next.

The two are honking their heads off—perhaps conversing about their day? No, I think they are arguing. The Mama Goose marches back across the street. She stops at the glass doorway of a mortgage company and sits down. The Papa Goose digs in his webbed toes and stands steadfast on the other side of the street. Why doesn’t he follow her? Well, geese mate for life and it’s springtime. So the Mama Goose is probably pregnant again, and the Gander is tired of putting up with her bad moods. The couple continues to honk at each other for awhile, then fall silent. It’s a stand-off.

I want to get something from a beauty shop nearby. The ladies who wait on me share that another presumptuous pair constructed the nursery for their goslings on the sidewalk behind their store. That Mama Goose spends her days sitting on their future family while the Papa stands guard nearby.

One day the store manager discovered that goose took his job very seriously – a tough gander indeed. She got too close. He spread his wings wide, narrowed his eyes, and lunged at her, chasing her down the sidewalk. Fortunately, she won the race, getting into her store with no time to spare. Disappointed, the Papa Goose resumed his watch.

The manager and other employees learned to operate in pairs in obedience to the geese. One day, the manager’s son had to get something out of the car. One of the ladies fed the Papa Goose bread to distract him. The boy was able to get to the car and back without injury.

What is happening with the original couple? Who is prevailing in their stand-off? The Mama Goose, of course. Because now the grumpy Gander stands beside his woman. Together, the two are blocking the doorway to the mortgage company – formidable and resolute.

It isn’t the first time. A bank employee tells me that the nasty pair has started to camp in their doorway overnight, leaving their waste all over the place.

One morning, the woman sat down on a leather chair on the other side of the glass window, watching the Mama Goose. The Goose thrust her head as high as she could on her skinny bird neck and glared at the woman. So, this time it was a stare-down as well a stand-off. At another attempt to intimidate their foes, the Mama Goose and the Papa Goose began tapping on the window with their beaks.

What are the two up to, for heaven’s sakes? This is my theory: I bet as the Mama Goose scoped out the place, she decided that their lobby looked pretty cozy. She wants to build her nest under one of the chairs.

I go into a coffee shop nearby, but keep thinking about the dangerous duo. I decide to go back, take some pictures and get an update. The Mama Goose is still at her post by the glass entry. But Papa Goose had only cooperated for a short time. He is now across the parking lot under a tree, impatiently waiting for his spouse.

The Mama Goose decides that it’s time for lunch. She waddles over to a patch of grass nearby and dips her head to get a bite to eat. Then she stands watching me, a dandelion hanging from her beak. Her man starts towards me. I don’t want any trouble. So backing up, I call it a day.

So why are geese like people?

Geese stop traffic . . . People have a hard time obeying laws too.

Geese honk very loudly . . . So do politicians, sports announcers and women over 50.

Geese are proud, stubborn and have a hard time getting along . . . And people? Enough said.

Geese ferociously protect their young . . . As do good parents.

Geese build their nests in awkward places . . . People often cause trouble by crossing boundaries too.

Geese mate for life . . . Unfortunately, this is usually not true of human couples, but it’s impressive when they do.

One final question:

Do geese stand around and watch people and discuss how the people are like them? If anyone knows how to translate goose talk, please let me know, and we’ll find out together.