Not For Nuttin’: A Journey with some folks without homes the homeless and me.

Gus Beatty ended every sentence with
bottom line, not for nuttin’ .
Ritchie
he said to me a week before he died from another overdose,
You see so much on these streets - you do it differently, you gotta tell the stories and about the love - bottom line, not for nuttin’ . So I call the pieces - Not for Nuttin’. The work is about J-O-E who passed around her newborn to anyone in the soup kitchen who wanted to hold the child, wanting him to get use to strangers,
just in case . She died in the streets, hit by a car. About Pit Bull, the three hundred pound shaved headed hood who risked his life taking charge at the scene of an accident . About my psychotic friend who picketed the restaurant with the sign
RAT FECES FOUND IN LEO’S FOOD
. About the three old man -Winkin, Blinkin and Nod - who held on to the streets for dear life and
sailed off in a wooden shoe
. And others . A street social worker writes .