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I swear on my mother’s grave, if one more Barbie hands me another sandwich bag full of tampons, I’m gonna rip her arms off and beat her with them. Please don’t misunderstand me, I do appreciate their generosity. Feminine hygiene products are a costly expense for someone living in the tunnel. They’re necessary and they’re

Do you remember the old “Will Work for Food” signs? They didn’t last long. It took little time to figure out that they didn’t want to work, and that they didn’t really want food. “Anything Helps” is a nice one. It kind of hits at the heart strings. My favorite, so far, is “Why Lie?

It’s definitely a different world living in the tunnel. I’ve had the luxury of sleeping in my car after spending days meeting people. That’s going to change tomorrow night. I’ve decided to get the full experience of tunnel life by seeing what it’s like to spend the night in the open air with no locked doors and no inflatable mattress—just me and my sleeping bag and whatever and

I met a woman today who was pacing beneath a grove of trees near the river. From a distance, beneath the shadows, I couldn’t tell much, other than that they were dark-complected. As a white man, there’s often an air of distrust when I meet people—not always, but often. She was ushering her two young children along as they

I had a nice chat with a friend about The Tunnel and the End of the Tunnel initiatives via email, and it turned into something of a Q&A session. Now it’s turned into a blog entry. I admit, I had to clean it up a little for the kiddies and add a little punctuation. His name is Chris, but I call him Faust.  FAUST: 

FAUST: So, I drove by this homeless camp at Harrison and 22nd today. It really looks like hell back behind the (grocery store). What can The Tunnel do about something like that?  ME: Nothing. Well, I shouldn’t say nothing. A few of the initiatives help prevent homelessness from occurring, and the awareness aspect helps, too, but this is where the resources can easily