The Most Rewarding Work of My Life

Ambassador Theresa says that her work helping individuals experiencing homelessness has been the most rewarding work of her life.

Many of our Ambassadors work to help individuals experiencing homelessness across the country. While the work can be challenging or heartwrenching at times, they are making a real difference in people’s lives.

Ambassador Theresa Patterson in Downtown Grand Rapids, MI, shared two stories that have given her purpose in the work she does.

We’ll let her take it from here. Only minor edits have been made for clarity.

Trigger Warning: This story mentions blood and the loss of life. Please be cognizant if and when you choose to read this story.

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My work with people experiencing homelessness has got to be the most rewarding work I’ve ever done in my life. I have so many stories to share, but there are a couple in particular that do stand out.

There was a gentleman by the name of Waldo. He’d been experiencing homelessness for probably about 10 years, is what I was told, if not more. He was frequently underneath one of our bridges that was close to our headquarters.

I had just started hospitality after working in horticulture for the summer month, so part of my job was to check on street residents to make sure that they were OK, just to do welfare checks.

I always walked by Waldo first in the morning. On this particular day, it was late in November and it was very cold out. I saw Waldo on the ground, and I immediately went to check on him. It was not good.

He was reaching his hand out to me, but his skin was bluish in color. I saw that he could not lift his head and he was lying in a pool of blood.

I had such a good rapport with Waldo. He had called me his angel. And perhaps this story is the reason why. I called for help and said that I needed 911 immediately. 911 came, and they took Waldo right away. I was left there in shock of what had just taken place. He was still alive when they took him.

I went back to my headquarters, and I had to debrief myself because what I had come across was very emotional. My Operations Manager and my Operations Supervisor were very good to me while I sorted this out and wrote my incident report.

I did not hear anything that day about Waldo’s condition and was anxious to find out what had happened to him. The next day, my Operations Manager and my Operations Supervisor took me to the side in private and let me know that Waldo had passed away.

I was extremely heartbroken, but at the same time, I know that by finding him that day and calling to get him help, at least I let him go to the hospital where he could be warm with people caring for him instead of just lying on the ground and passing away.

I found out that he had laid on that ground for almost 10 hours and I was probably the first person that stopped to see if he was OK.

This incident had a huge impact on me and I know now why Waldo called me his angel is because that day I found him and let him go to the hospital to keep his dignity as a human being. I will never ever forget Waldo. He stays with me every day.

[The name in the following story has been changed to protect the individual’s privacy.]

The next story that I would like to share also has to do with finding somebody on the ground. I saw a gentleman on the ground, and he was unresponsive. I called and called for him to wake up, and he would not move. I even touched his boot with my shoe just a little bit to see if that would wake him up.

I immediately called for 911, and they came right away. First, the first response firefighters came, and then the ambulance came. They checked on him right away, and his oxygen level was very low. And he was unresponsive to them as well.

One of the firefighters knew him and told me his name was [John] and that they had already had an encounter with him. It appeared that he had been beaten up because he had a very big lump over his eye with bruising starting; somebody had probably hurt him.

When the EMTs arrived, the firefighters did let them know that his oxygen was very low, so they got their oxygen tank out. I heard the EMT tell me that they were gonna give him 100% oxygen to see if that would wake him up.

It sure did, but he woke up swinging, and he was trying to fight the firefighters and the EMTs, but they did calm him down. And then they whisked him away to the hospital. With this gentleman, I did not know the outcome of what had happened to him as nobody knew enough about the situation to tell me.

However, several weeks later, I did run into [John], and he was sober and looking good. He had a bit of the bruising still left on his face. I called to him and asked him how he was doing. I told him that another one of our Ambassadors and I had found him that day. And I told him how worried I was for him.

He gave me a big hug, and he said that I saved his life, and I believe that I did. He said because of that incident, it had encouraged him to seek some help for his alcohol abuse, and he had been sober ever since that had happened.

He said he would never forget what I did by calling help for him because he said that nobody ever does anything to help him. He said that he had taken a beating from somebody, but that was because he wasn’t doing the right thing.

These two stories have touched my heart, and there are so many more stories that I could share, but these ones I think about: that I saved Waldo from dying on the street with nobody caring for him and I saved [John] by getting him to the hospital on time and getting him the treatment that he needed, waking him up to become sober.

Thank you for letting me share my stories.