I Joined The Food Bank Line

March 2020, USA. The virus took over the land. I quickly realized the monthly amount I received from the sale of my gym, cut in half, would not support me. A friend, who works with the PT Townsend Food Bank, told me I might check it out. Reluctantly I agreed.

Reluctant? Hmm. I paused on that marker. The first pictures that came to mind were stories I heard as a child about the horrors of the Great Depression. Lack, survival, long lines waiting for a handout, never vulnerable. I had to overcome my resistance to taking a “handout.” But then, there I was, standing in line at the PT…