Sorry I haven’t written in a couple of days, but honestly I just haven’t had the words. The last few days have been rough, as you read in Vicki’s blog (which made me cry—but I cry about everything right now). Y’all, I thought no one could...

  A few days ago, I asked my wife if she’d share her perspective. This is her response: My husband Kenny was homeless for a while in ’96, while going through a divorce and trying to keep his business afloat. You’d think that one such...

Friday I stayed pretty close to camp. I worked on making sure my tent could withstand the rain forecasted for the next week. Saturday, the rain kept me in my tent way more than I had planned. It’s hard to risk getting wet when you don’t know how or when...

Hear Kenny’s memories of his first night of homelessness. What does it feel like for someone who suddenly has no roof over his/her head? Clarksville has somewhere between 350 and 500 homeless residents. Many are women and children. How can we stop ignoring or...