Homeless at 63

Dee Dee is homeless again. My friend of 30 years has hoarded her way out of her landlord’s good graces again, and is on the street. Thankfully, several people are trying to find her a new place to live, but in the meantime she’s chalked up a few nights on KC’s streets.

Dee Dee is fearless — almost. Last week as she sat outside the gate of a shelter at 2:30 in the morning, she was accosted by four men who went through her bags, and threatened her. “I was scared,” she told me, as she choked down the Chinese food we were sharing together.

I love Dee Dee, and I want her to be safe and well. But I’ve learned in our years together, she’s going to do it her way. So those of us who love her, pray for her and hope her NEXT apartment will be ”home” a little longer this time.