Take a stroll along Venice Beach and you will see extremes at every angle and in every corner… This is our experience when exploring the scenery " You will meet an older man with so much talent and very little time. As William is in a hurry to repair his antique organ that has been beaten and broken too many times, yet still not a hopeless cause.
William, our friend, we promise to do our best in getting you a place to fix it before all the pieces come up missing.
Look deeper; you will see the man inside calloused skin and tattered clothes. Organ Man Will would be honored to play us a tune… but his organ is in pieces. With all of the bodies strewn around it is difficult to see everything on the famous beach of Venice.
Upon first glance, Venice Beach is “The Ultimate Happening Hangout” spot for everyone; including movie makers. The beach houses are not much to look at for $10k a month (average rent), but it is the famous Venice Beach; of course you will be paying brand prices.
There you will find Glass Houses (excuse me for the pun) and gorgeous views from offices right on the beach. The air is filled with the smell of prescription drugs and propositions, everyone is smiling from above. Of course, with their vast ocean view, it almost impossible to see what lies within the corridors and corners " Here, our home-lost community has infiltrated the only free place to park on the beach… literally on the beach.
From left to right and as far as your eyes can see there is signage in nearly every hand, asking for a break of a few dollars, selling a service of some kind, even if it is not a service at all. Amongst all the raw carnage, sits a lone man on a wheel chair, a blessing we nearly missed - If it had not been for hot sand and two drunken lovers engaged in what seemed to be just another day to them (we call it a knockdown, drag out).
Our day was nearly unproductive (pertaining to speaking to anyone from the home-lost community) … and we are always disappointed when that happens. As we stepped onto the sidewalk to cool our feet, just about to give up and go home when someone caught my eye. He held no signage and was the quietest person on the beach, there - tucked away in the corner in a wheelchair was William.
William was a most interesting, yet busy man… he had much to do and never stopped tinkering the entire time he spoke to us (and that was only about five minutes, because William had work to do) in such a minute amount of time, yet his actions spoke magnitudes. See, the Organ Man Will had his own private piece of land, right beside the tennis courts, with a concrete wall he uses to stand up “HIS” organ, which had been dismantled (appeared to us that someone decided to help him move that organ, in pieces). Organ Man Will, claims this organ (as you can see in the photos, it is a beautiful antique in serious disarray) is his. We believe him, and mainly because he was so knowledgeable about the structure; William has a sincere personality and a small voice. When he speaks, you really need to listen closely, but you will be glad you did.
He is weathered and aged (in his eighties), wearing layers, even on a fairly warm day. He appeared hungry, yet never did he ask for anything " this may be why we felt paying the high cost of food for a burger and fries for him and not for ourselves was perfectly fine.
We didn’t get much information on the visit with William; what we did find out is that recently his last sleeping bag was stolen from him. Unsure as to why anyone would steal from a homeless person is beyond me, after all who needs it worse than a homeless person?
What we did find out is that William is one of the (over) 100,000 homeless veterans sleeping on the streets at night. We will never understand why our Heroes find themselves on the street, after laying the ground work for America’s much adored freedom of choice and safety from terrorists. We owe them our lives and the worst part is the governments hand in the issue.
It is bewildering, as well, how the stigma of the streets seems to consume our community. We understand the symptoms and the diagnoses, but what is with the contagion? We know we are holding the cure within our hearts, and that is why we do what we do.
We are still pondering on how that man got his organ to that spot, in a wheel chair, perhaps we will never find out. However, we do know that William will not have to worry about his personal belongings anymore, very soon.
Play us one for the road, William.
Interview by Legacy and Rome Article by InnerSpirit (freelance Writer)
I've lived in Venice, and Italy for a several periodes in my life, I started to write a small fiction piece about true love, hate, lust, and anger.
I admire your strength, and true soul Legacy to give this man honor. I would do the same honestly. When I walked on Venice (beach) actually there was no sand... but gondola's I should have noticed him. I would have gave him a meal, or food, or anything. As I did before into poor countries I had visit.
I guess, you're one true soul who stands up for another, I really appreciate this.
I hope all comes to a good and, He, shall be on my thoughts.
Sadly this is happening all over the nation. Our church right now is collecting clothing, sleeping bagsm toiletries, money etc for the homeless vets here in this area. May God bless them all. Valentine
Posted 8 Years Ago
Look deeper; you will see the man inside calloused skin and tattered clothes. This line really reached out, grabbed my hand and pulled in... I loved the ease and flow of this writing, especially the ending...I tip my hat to you..
It's the main opsticale in every country to take care of holmless elder people , homless children and handicaped
If their goverment can find a way to appreciate and fix them suitable institutes
that honour their humanity and treat them with dignity,
then you can call this nation a civilized one , otherwise it's only vain
to call them basiclly a nation.
I love this ! I know most of the people who are homeless have some sort of mental condition. Mostly the kind that are not noticed until you really get to know them. This is a bold piece and I admire you for writing it.
Welcome back! Your article and the facebook pictures (which I liked) are heartbreaking. I hope it does some good for those poor souls. I'm trying to work with a local group that provides some vital services for the homeless. Like other such groups they haven't found the solution to the problem yet, but they persist in doing what they can.
I've lived in Venice, and Italy for a several periodes in my life, I started to write a small fiction piece about true love, hate, lust, and anger.
I admire your strength, and true soul Legacy to give this man honor. I would do the same honestly. When I walked on Venice (beach) actually there was no sand... but gondola's I should have noticed him. I would have gave him a meal, or food, or anything. As I did before into poor countries I had visit.
I guess, you're one true soul who stands up for another, I really appreciate this.
I hope all comes to a good and, He, shall be on my thoughts.