St. Silouan the Athonite Mission Parish



Blessing the Homes of the Homeless
(under the Dundas Street Bridge)

by Oksana Sushko

Friday, January 14, 2005

A 4 x 10 foot concrete space under the Dundas Street bridge, covered by a sheet of bright blue tarp, is what Tom calls home. My friend Jeannie noticed the conspicuous colour peeking out from under the concrete as she walked home on a particularly cold January day.

Jeannie is a long-time volunteer at St. John the Compassionate Mission in South Riverdale, where over 2000 meals are shared with needy people every month.

blessingTo Fr. Roberto Ubertino, an Orthodox priest and the Executive Director of St. John’s, Tom’s home is as important as another parishioner’s Rosedale mansion. Every January, during the Feast of Theophany (the Baptism of Jesus Christ in the River Jordan), Orthodox priests visit each parishioner’s home, ‘baptising’ it and its residents with holy water. Tom is a ‘parishioner’ of St. John’s Mission, where he often visits to have a meal and a hot cup of coffee, or to pick up some dry gloves and socks. This afternoon, Jeannie took me and Fr. Roberto, together with hot coffee and socks, to Tom.

The concrete ledge under the blue tarp, padded with a few sleeping bags, has been Tom’s home for about seven months. His previous home (the kind with four walls and a ceiling) was demolished by real estate developers, and he hasn’t been able to secure another one since. He lost his ID, so he can’t apply for social assistance or housing or receive any health care until it has been replaced. This, as those of us who have had ID replaced know, can take several weeks or more. In the meantime, Tom’s pneumonia isn’t getting any better.

Dave, who sometimes shares space with Tom under the bridge, says he doesn’t know how Tom has survived there this long. Two nights before Christmas, when temperatures plummeted, Dave decided to go to a local shelter – he felt he would freeze if he stayed outside all night. But because his shoes had got wet earlier that day, his frozen feet wouldn’t carry him back up the steep icy hill which is the only access to Tom’s place from Dundas Street. Dave is on a two-year waiting list for subsidized housing. He can’t go back to work as a furniture mover because the company won’t employ a person with no fixed address. Dave often visits St. John’s Mission for a hot meal and some friendly conversation.

blessing2Mike, another acquaintance of Tom’s, just got out of jail. He will also share sous-bridge space with his friends until he ‘gets back on his feet’. Who knows how long that will take?

Mike bears such a striking resemblance to the actor Nicholas Cage that for a moment, I could have sworn I was a character in a movie, in a made-up script of events that we were merely acting out on this very crisp January day. Perhaps I had this sensation because the actual realities of Tom and Dave and Mike are so difficult to grasp.

These men are but a few of the many people in our city whose home is cold, concrete, and ceiling-less. It does not, however, negate the well-known saying, “Home is where the heart is”. The hearts that live in these homes are beating, just as loudly as those in homes with doors and windows. The realit y under the bridge is no movie set. It’s a living, breathing truth, that doesn’t come equipped with hot-buttered popcorn or a channel changer.

Tom quietly held a thin beeswax taper while we prayed for God’s blessings on his home, and Fr. Roberto vigorously sprinkled holy water on each inner “wall”, and then onto the tarp outside. I saw in Tom’s eyes a depth of understanding that did not require him to ask why we had come. When we thanked him for welcoming us, he replied, “Well, I’m always coming to your home. Now you’ve been to mine.”

Only fair, I would say. We must visit again soon.
Oksana Sushko is the Lay Pastoral Worker at St. John the Compassionate Mission

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