"Their 700-mile journey ends at a dingy corner on Kensington Avenue, where the El rumbles and shrieks overhead, addicts come and go from abandoned rowhouses, and hundreds of men, women, and children line up each day at the soup kitchen known as St. Francis Inn.
For the last nine winters, the MacLeans have made this Philadelphia neighborhood their own, cooking and serving meals to "the least of these" while living among them."
Read the Philadelphia Inquirer article (3-15-09) by David O'Reilly HERE
3/2/2011 01:44:41 pm
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