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September 30,1994 The Dominant Emotion is Fear Peter Kielty Staff Writer As children grow up they dream of becoming doctors, lawyers, police officers or teachers; no one ever wants to be homeless. It Ls not some thing they woik toward or day dream about It just happens. The first time I went to the shelter was on a Saturday in July erf 1991. It was a hot and humid evening, as most of them are in Virginia. My sister needed some help taking food over. It would not have been appropri ate for her to go into that neighbor hood alone, so she asked me to help her. Feeling it was my duty to help my sister, I agreed. Shape of things to come at wqfs Paige Mcßae Staff Writer This year promises to be an ex citing one at wqfs. Although there have been no major overhauls, sev eral new staff members have joined. Among these new addi tions are Program Director Susan Mers and DJ Rep Matt Chamblin. New in production are Reid Dossinger and Stuart Jones. Ac cording to Alex Milkey, this year's crop of freshman DJ's look excel lent He also mentioned wanting to develop to greater interest in world music. A plan wqfs has in the works is a 'zine to be titled "Musical Goon Companion". It will feature Top SO albums and Top 10 7-inch singles chosen by the DJ's. There are even hopes for an indie label record flea market and benefit per formances by local artists spon sored by wqfs. Here is a schedule of all the DJ's and their shows: Mondays- Noon: Libby Manly and Amy Jasper "Chick Show" 1-3 pm: Jimi Lulejian and Aaron Joslin 3-5 pm: Cara Fletcher and Kara Pokras 5-6 pm: Dave Fiebelkorn rave 6-8 pm: Susan 8-9 pm: New Music 10-midnight: Kirs tie midnight-2 am: Jennifer Merman and Ellen Moore 2-4 am: Mr. Bill rave Tuesdavs -8-10 am: RoyJessup 10 am-noon: Fred Williams Before heading to the shelter we stopped at the grocery store to pick up the dinner. It was fried chicken, coleslaw, fried potatoes, rolls, and various drinks. We got plates, nap kins, utensils, and cups. About an hour later we arrived at the shelter, located in the upstairs of an old fac tory. As we drove through what used to be downtown, I was reminded of ghost towns that would be shown in old westerns. There was no one around, all the buildings were empty and boarded up. There was no one to be seen until we arrived at the shelter. With a market across the street and a Nation of Islam mosque next door, Noon-lpm: Catherine Jeraigan hip hop 1-3 pm: Rhi Wood and Matt Pruden 3-5 pm: Josh White and Brad Boos 5-6 pm: Mark Davidheiser blues 6-8 pm: Bryant Boohar 8-10 pm: Chris Singler and Carter Browning 10-midnight: Eleanor midnight-2 am: Sandra Bretnall Wednesdays lOam-noon: Jen Garrison Noon-1 pm: Allison Noel O'Meara and Stephan Alphabet 1-3 pm: Jeff Kaplan 3-5 pm: Becky 5-6 pm: Jim Horvat jazz/new age 6-8 pm: Chuck Carrol 8-10 pm: Matt Chamblin Punk Rock at its Best 10-midnight: Alex Milkey and Reid Dossinger midnight-2 am: Stuart Jones and Katie Prout Thursdays 8-10 am: Jason Barbour 10 am-noon: Dave Lee noon-1 pm: Wendy Swanson reggae 1-3 pm: Tajhia 3-5 pm: Jonas Ehudin 5-6 pm: Matt Busch british 6-8 pm: Hope Donkin 8-10pm: Kelly and Susan early 80's 10-midnight: Steve Wood midnight-2am: Julie Milton and Doug Grisby love and lust Friday 8-10 am: Jeff Baiham 10am -noon: Dana Clark and Isabelle Lutterrodt iPenfpettibetf there was finally a hint of life. A small group of people waited in front of the shelter. When we stopped the car they came over to help us take the food up to the loft Looking around the shelter I was amazed at how clean it was. Fifty beds were made so perfectly it would have made a mother proud. Cloth ing was folded and neatly placed on each bed. There were rows of lock ers set up next to the beds, one as signed to each person, and two tables placed together in an "L" shape. One table was parallel to the beds, the other perpendicular and away, both were to the right of the lockers and were covered with a white bed sheet With the food and drink ready to be Noon-1 pm: Kelly roots of the world 1-3 pm: Robert Vidrine 3-5 pm: Sarah Coffey 5-6 pm: Heath Brown and Chris Bishop jazz and blues 6-Bpm: Mike Woking and Dave Nutt 8-10pm: Aaron Parevgis and Beth Springfield family hour 10-midnight: Wesley Elam rap/ reggae midnight-2am: Kate Crane and Brian Lowit punkAhardcore Saturdavs -8-10 am: Annalise Pollack lOam-noon: Kristen Eaton Noon-1 pm: Andy Swan son and Wade Tomlinson instrumental 1-2 pm: Jorge Guerro Spanish 2-4 pm: Jeff Johnson jazz 6-Bpm: Roy Moore old country 8-9pm: Elly Lohon and Bill Goodman 10-midnight: Steve Moore midnight-2am: Juliet Trail and Heather Caneiro 2-4 am: Mad Dog Supflays -8-10 am: Maryanne Sweat and Ali Cause lOam-noon: Becky Young noon-2 pm: Dan Mclean "Sun day Morning Salvage" 2-4 pm: MelinaDeJongh, Betsy Sheffield and Joy Watson 4-6 pm: Hans Meyer "Big Show" 8-10 pm: Rick Brown kaleido scope 10-midnight: Jonathan Lawson midnight-2am: Elliot Tucker late 'Bo's punk-hardcore/grunge 2-3 am: Jane Singleto and Daniel Montegomery love songs served the occupants lined up, took their hats off and said a short prayer. As we served the food I was struck by the fact that almost no one touched either the diet cola or coleslaw. Then I realized that they were, surprisingly, like me. There woe things they liked and things they did not. This was, of course, no major breakthrough. It never occurred to me that the expressionless faces I had seen in crowds had opinions or dreams. I remembered something my father said about things rarely working out the way they are planned, and I could not help won dering if I might one day be living in a shelter. It scared me. As we left the shelter everyone thanked us and wished us a good evening. I felt relieved to get out of there; it had been suffocating to me. I had felt eyes watching and waiting for me to do something, but all I could do was stand in a coma with my hands in my pockets, frozen. As we walked out of the building I tried to take a deep breath. 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Yet, in that shelter there were at least twenty people who had worked hard all their lives and had nothing to show for it. I go back to the shelter every time I can. Partly because it is the right thing to do, but also because I can see myself one day knocking on a shelter's door. 7
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