It’s ten of six on the second day of our San Francisco Immersion. Today we met Fitz, the director of justice education for interns, volunteers, and advocates. He talked to us in the morning about the lives of Francesco Bernadone (St. Francis), Chiara Fernadone (St. Clare), and Fernando Buglioni (St. Anthony). We watched a part of Brother, Son, Sister, Moon where St. Francis took off all his clothes and was “born again” in front of the Bishop and the whole town.
I’m getting pretty accustomed to the Tenderloin and the people in it. I was a little afraid of being uncomfortable for two weeks, but a lot of that has already faded away. I love these people. Even with the sadness, you can just laugh so easily with them as if there was not a care in the world. I met a blues pianist named Chili yesterday, and I met his daughter and granddaughter today. I think a lot of people don’t ever put a face to “the poor”; it’s not a very personalized term. But just being down here and seeing all the same people at lunch I talked with yesterday (since we served and cleaned the dining room today) made me feel like there exists a great community.
Maybe I’ll talk to y’all soon. I seem to be getting a reputation of a sleeper, so I don’t know when my next chance to blog will be.
Peace out,
Sumner Fontaine
2 comments:
Sumner:
I love the way you speak from your heart here. There really isn't an "us" and a "them," is there?
Thanks for sharing your thoughts! --Tom Nolan
Sumner and all SF07 Immersioneers.
The Nolans called and said they think they saw you on the Glide float. What fun. I read everyone of the blogs and we are so very proud of all of you. Hard to believe that it is half over already. Looking forward to see you on Sat.
Love Mom and Dad.
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