Lincoln Place Tent City Report


By C.V. Beck

Our Tent City Coordinator, David Busch, was called away on family business. We miss him and hope he’ll be back soon. Meanwhile, hours at Tent City are Wednesdays and Saturdays 10 am to 5 pm, weather permitting.


People continue to come by, ask questions, take pictures, donate money and take away flyers to read. We have munchies and feed “our” squirrels an apparently endless supply of peanuts, unshelled, unsalted.

The gardener from Ross/Shafers Family Trust continues to put the sprinklers on our TC, according to his whim--with a continued no warning to us, although we had asked to let us know, so we could move our stuff out of the sprinklered area. I rebuke him, as we are in the public walkway--but to no avail. He doesn’t know what an easement is and I haven’t been able to explain it to him properly. People drive by and swerve at me on the corner. They drive around and around the center square part of Lincoln Place, they look familiar but I can’t place them (I did, however, write down their license plate number).

Others drive through, and out of, the Ross parking lot at high rates of speed, shouting, “It’s too late!”, waving their arms and gesticulating wildly, turning left on Frederick Street and right on Lake. Others come by, shouting at us, “Assholes!” and some politely reply, “Up your nose, Jocko!” Still others come by and sit with us for long periods of time, explaining patiently, (with beer cans in their pockets)
how David can’t beat Goliath in this day and age and I wonder if they have been paid for in 12,000 cans of beer, saying as much to this man, who laughs, knowingly.

We residents are awaiting the start of the mediation, hopeful that it will work out to the betterment of seniors, disabled, those unlawfully evicted and traumatized, way back in December, 2005 and perhaps others as well. Bill Rosendahl came by two weeks ago and we women present thanked him for not forgetting us. He said he would not forget us. I told him I wanted to “see” Terry Considine in the flesh after all of this and he said he did, too.

Two weeks ago, a homeless person, “Philly” (not his real name) arrived by bicycle, stating he had been through “three emptying outs of the emergency room” at Brotman Hospital but was not yet treated. They told him to come back later, over and over, had put on a yellow plastic ID bracelet on his wrist but wasn’t treated. He says he has had problems getting treated at Venice Family Clinic, he thinks because he is not a family, not Hispanic, gets passed over at Brotman and at Freeman.

He had what looked like gangrene rising up both his legs and clearly needed medical treatment. “Philly” said the person in charge told him his Medi-Cal card was “no good.” He said he has a permanent, very old card but that it is good. I suggested he try the urgent care place in front of Daniel Freeman Hospital as these places are never “busy” like the emergency rooms are. Most people don’t seem to be aware of these places. I drew a map for him, hoped it would work out. (He was on his bicycle, with flip-flops.) It was cold and windy that day.

Last week, I followed up a suggestion and went over there myself to see what was what. This place is an urgent care center located along the right side of the medical office building immediately in front of Daniel Freeman Hospital. As it turns out, they are closed between 12 and 2 but I was able to get information from the reception person, as follows: I asked clearly if they took “Medi-Cal”? The person replied, “Yes”. I then asked if they took “Temporary Medi-Cal”?...she said “Yes”. I then asked if they took “Medicare”? She said “Yes”.

I asked her again, just to make sure, if they took “Medi-Cal”...(she was starting to get nervous)...and asked me what was the problem? I said I wasn’t asking for myself but for a homeless person. She then said that they don’t take “Medi-Cal” and told me I had been asking about “Medicare”...I replied I had asked about both programs and thanked her for her time and left.

OK, so, then, “Philly”, sorry to have wasted your time. Hope you didn’t go there after all and that you did find an emergency room that would treat you. (I haven’t seen him since that first time and I hope he is alright).

Posted: Sat - April 1, 2006 at 03:17 PM          


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