Lori Teresa Yearwood

“I have made major decisions in my life because of my dreams,” he told me.

'Being able to close my door and not have anyone else inside my environment other than me—that is peace.'

A YEAR AGO on Christmas Day, Michael Anatole attempted to sleep in a homeless shelter in downtown Manhattan. It was a room filled with 70-some men in a space that stank of unwashed clothes and body odor, and it constantly erupted with the cacophonic tumult of street life crammed inside one dimly lit dormitory-style room. Sleep […]

'It's hard to sleep because it's a helpless feeling.'

“I’m always thinking, what’s my next move?”

"I lay there shaking. And then I try to be quiet again.”

“I was talking to my sister the other day and we were like: ‘Do we need to get a gun?'"

It’s as if I have been drafted by a war against regular suburban people.”

“Falling into bed is about embracing the only portion of the day that I own.”

“I couldn’t get through to people how much in a panic I was."

"I know there is a God. I beat homelessness and prostate cancer."

“I’m OK during the day, but my fear comes at night. I start to shake uncontrollably.”

“I started doing CPR and security came and I cradled him in my arms and yelled: ‘ Elder Smith come back!’ And then he took his last breath. I went into my office and sobbed.”