I’ve gone hungry in life and I can tell you that hunger is a harsh master.
Years ago I went through a two-year stint of homelessness. I went hungry more than once. On two occasions I received medical treatment for hunger pains. Hunger pains are brutal. I was a boy then, in my teens. I’d eat food out of garbage pails and for several days lived on Ken-L Ration Dog Food. I’ve heard people say they’d never eat dog food. Not true. You get hungry enough you’ll eat about anything that has a chance of staying down.
Now, I am not at the moment going hungry and this is in part thanks to local food pantries linked to the Western Massachusetts Food Bank. It recently came to my attention that there will be an event they call Will Bike 4 Food on September 30. They have three distances, 25 miles, 50 miles and 100 miles. At the moment I’m aiming at the 50 miles. It is the least I can do given their kindness to me and given the chilling fact that there is far too much hunger in our midst.
The need for food is intense (a fact that should not be the case in this country or any country for that matter). In this area of Western Massachusetts one out of every five children live in what they call a food insecure household, meaning 20 percent of the children here are at risk for going hungry. There are more heartbreak facts to be found at the Western Massachusetts Food Bank website.
And so it is that for the first time in the history of this blog which began in late 2006, I am asking my blog readers for money, but not for me. I am asking you to donate money to this ride at my bike ride donation page. It does not! have to be a lot at all. Especially when you consider that for every $1 raised they are able to distribute $13 worth of food. So a $5 donation means $65 in food and a $10 donation means $130 in food.
So, please, if at all possible, take a moment to go to my donation page and donate. Even if it is only one dollar! One dollar is $13 worth of food distributed. Every penny counts. And yes, I know that’s a cliché, but I also know there are real reasons it became a cliché.
From my heart to yours, thank you for your help.
Taken 700 miles into my 1,000-mile bike ride in 2003 to raise brain injury awareness.