Each one had a history here: Cash, Lee, Gene, and Jo were all people from this community. Cincy John was of course, from Cincinnati but married a local woman years ago. Tommy was from New Albany but had lived in Jeffersonville for many years. Bob was from Illinois but had moved to Salem years ago. Lisa was from Scottsburg and died there as well. Of those nine, there were 15 children left to mourn and wonder why this was to be their parents’ final legacy, to die homeless.
The way we look at life is often the way we look at death. We have hope, peace and acceptance when we know we have lived fruitful, spiritual and productive lives. When we no longer feel that surge of hope running through our veins, we tend to feel less like fighting for life.
We feel like a burden and wonder what others think of us. I know that because those I serve have told it to me and I believe it to be true. No one should ever die without someone knowing they have lived. As human beings, we owe that to each other.
— Barbara Anderson is executive director of Haven House Services Inc.