It was just before boarding a plane to visit my grandchildren in Kentucky when my phone rang. A young woman found my name through a Google search and hoped I could help her. Her 79-year-old grandmother had recently become homeless.
“She’s been sleeping outside for two nights. I can’t have her live here. I’m a single mom with two small children, and if she stays at my apartment, I risk getting kicked out.”
Then came that question that is so difficult for many to ask: “Can you help me?”…