Deborah: Boston ain’t as beautiful as people think. I think it’s a little worse than the South as far as deviousness, cruelty and all that. When I came here and people would say, “good morning,” I was shocked. That was a good thing cause it kind of brought me out of my shell. Cause, where I come from, you don’t even ask for the time of day.
Here, it’s totally different. It’s given me the strength to actually be who I am.
I actually found God here. I had been thrown out and I was sitting on the street corner in front of the mission for men. They told me that they couldn’t help me and all that. They told me to go sleep in the airport and I was like, “man this sounds like something from back home.”
So, I was sitting on a stone and I was like, “God, I never asked anything of you, but what am I supposed to do?” In my head I heard this voice say, “walk up the hill.” So, I walked up the hill and this big guy came across the street and he said, “let me help you cause that looks heavy [suitcases].” I said, “it is but this is my burden.” He says “where are you going?” I said, “ I have no idea. I’m not from here.” And, he’s like “Have you ever heard of the Salvation Army?” I said, “no, I don’t even know what it is.” He says, “it’s across the street.” I turned to look and when I turned back, he was gone.
So, I was like, “I found God.” I saw him later. I guess he just didn’t want me to thank him or something. He was just trying to do a good deed. So, down south here, it is good.