April 14, 2020
Contemplating our mortal connectiveness. ““What makes their stories worth the telling?”
Why should you care to read about
the pitiful passing of these individuals who
lived on the extreme margin of society?”
This is the story of three dead men. It is not a tale of how platitudes of Light & Love brought them peace of mind, nor is it an attempt to rehabilitate the memory of their lives. You will not find that they died quietly in bed surrounded by their loving families. And no death bed confessions of hope and redemption are relayed to you the reader, as there are none. What makes their stories worth the telling? Why should you care to read about the pitiful passing of these individuals who lived on the extreme margin of society? This is also the story of a sort of activism, an effort made in good faith to help the struggling meet their end or at least to make the way less difficult. A service to others that asks more from you than a few bucks or a canned food donation. There are no membership fees, no training modules to attend, and no one to guide you along this particular road. It is the taking of charitable license upon oneself to act compassionately.