Let’s give today’s vulnerable residents a real chance to succeed

Nov. 16 − To the Editor:

I can no longer stay silent. I must speak against the proposed warming center.

I came to Rochester at 15 to live with my grandparents and graduated from Spaulding High in 1956. After one semester at Boston University, the strain of working, studying, and commuting forced me to leave. When I returned home, there was no longer room for me. At 17, I had nowhere to go.

I found a boarding house on Summer Street. I had a bed, a safe place for my belongings, a shared bathroom, and two meals a day. I could walk to my job at Hubbard Shoe. Later I rented a room in a coworker’s basement, then married and moved into an apartment.

Without that boarding house, I doubt I would be celebrating 68 years of marriag

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