Sporadic reflections from the front lines serving single adults experiencing homelessness, COVID-endemic mode, going to stop saying "Monkeypox," Phoenix Autumn, disrupting systems and living up to the legacy of a champion. It's been 11 days since my last post and about 50 weeks since losing my sense of smell. No new smells for me.
Phoenix Autumn brings "shorter days," with the evening hours feeling chilly without the heat of the sun radiating from the surrounding asphalt and concrete. Grey disaster relief blankets cover people, their belongings, make-shift shelters. As the unsheltered counted by the Human Services Campus Outreach Team hovers at 900-ish individuals, the number of fires and creative heating structures increases. And unfortunately two significant fires in the last 24 hours destroyed several tents and possessions, stripping the last remaining bits from people without homes. Very fortunately, no people were injured in the fires. Phoenix Fire Department provided information on Urban Fire Safety, and we will quickly educate staff and clients on how to proceed with caution and awareness. And we begin conversations about possibly seeking donations of fire extinguishers. Seriously. Stay tuned.
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