A Silent Voice - LISTEN?

END WAR

A couple of things I want to share with you.

One is about this guy Wayne and the 2nd is about my trolley -coming home- experience from yesterdays 2 shoots.

1

I see people like Wayne almost every day and I don't even have a car. Tho I do ride the trolley and I visit

downtown San Diego more frequently. So I guess that explains why I see them around a lot.

Anyways I started to think about taking portraits of these people and ask them what one message they

would like to share with the world. Wayne gave me two words, "End War" I asked him if he was a veteran and

he said "No" I was definitely surprised about that.

2

Yesterday I was riding the trolley home from downtown San Diego. I'm sitting there alone with my camera

on my lap after taking random out the window pictures. Soon after a couple walks in and they sit right in

front of me.

She was an African American in her 50s. She was neatly dressed in a black long dress and black jacket.

You can tell, well from my observation, that she was doing her best to present herself nicely. Her hair

was like Buck Wheat from the Little Rascals, combed up and yes it was the first thing I noticed.

The guy she was with looked extremely tired, exhausted and his face was very weathered like with his

right eye shut from what looked like total exhaustion and thirst. Yea the first thing I thought to myself

was, "He looks so thirsty" He wore a cool V neck white sweater with college like colors around the

trim parts. It reminded me of this one sweater I had -and loved- when I was a kid. I wore it in a family

portrait once. Anyways it sure was dirty especially around the shoulder area.

Even though it was dirty I liked the sweater a lot and was like wow that's one cool sweater, then I was

like I want one like that. So minutes go by and the trolley noise is buzzing all around us while I'm

staring at these two who in an odd way reminded me of my childhood haha.

She looks at my camera and then looks up at me and then says very quickly and boldly . . .

"Do you have $20?" I said "No" with a broken heart and then asked her to forgive me. I had no money

in my pocket and I had maybe $5 in my bank account. I looked up to the sky and said, "Lord

if I had $20 you know I would take them to eat somewhere and help them out"

I understand why God does what he does and what he has taken away from my bank account is what he

has deposited into my heart. Within a minute the trolley stops and I get up to leave. I prayed for them as I walked home.

I came home tired and hungry and was like wow what an interesting day out there. Then I turn around

and within 5 minutes after walking into my apt I get 2 sales from my therapeutic pillow business.

That was $600 right there. Thank you GOD! And thank you honey for making me smile!

:)