August 2018 Ruminations & Ronnifications
For close to twenty years, I sat on the Board of Directors of the Interfaith Nutrition Network (affectionately called the INN). And then I decided to fade away (retire). But still, I keep thinking....
If I had to wander the desert for forty years, there would be no better people to be with than the people who attend the Annual INNkeepers' Ball, and especially those with whom I sat around a conference table every two months at our Board of Director meetings.
As I get older, I find myself reflecting more and more. I keep thinking, and I am saddened by the deepening divide between the rich and poor or, as I like to say, the haves and the have-nots... on this island, in this state, in this country and in this world.
When will we wake up and understand that, as sons and grandsons, daughters and granddaughters of immigrants who came to this country - some by force, some by desire, some by accident - simply want to put bread on the table, clothe our families, have adequate medical care and make a better life for our children?
This is not a political issue, not a Democratic or Republican issue, nor a conservative or liberal issue. Rather, it is an issue of sensitivity, of understanding, and of social humanism, and fairness.
I keep thinking: if others had to spend a part of their lives, not having a place to live nor food to eat, would the world be a better place because of a better understanding and a more sympathetic ear?
I think so...
See ya at the deli!