Yesterday, we went downtown to check out Home PDX. If you want to make head honcho Bruce Arnold, squirm, call their community a church.  The word has so many negative connotations, they’d just as soon not use it.

Then again, the PDX Homeys have a different word for everything. Take the word “homeless,” for instance. To them, the correct term is “people who sleep outdoors.” Oh, and they don’t have “members.” They have “friends.” (But don’t confuse them with Quakers!)

Our visit ended with a rousing game of Bingo.  (They simply called it “Bingo.”) Want to know how it started?  Come on back real soon.