Update on Santa

As you may know from my last blog, my Dad, known as Santa to our URM children, suffered a massive stroke and my wife and I drove back to Des Moines, Iowa to pick he and my mom up and drive them back to Pasadena to our home last weekend. It was a whirlwind, tough trip, but we all made it back safe and sound. The next day my Dad suffered some chest pain and was taken to Verdugo Hills Hospital by ambulance, where alert doctors discovered a need for a pacemaker. He is recovering well tonight after the doctors’ successfully hooked him up with a pacemaker, though he faces a challenging time of rehab ahead. We are retro-fitting our house to be as wheelchair accessible as we can possibly make it. I have already spoken of the grief that I have had not being able to speak to him on the phone as I drive to work in rush hour.

Another challenge that we have faced is… who will be Santa this year to the kids? I have often told little ones at the Mission that we are calling Santa, and I have dialed my Dad’s number. He has entertained the children with “Ho, Ho, Ho” and answered their questions and wishes for Christmas.

Last night my mom took a picture of two little boys that my Dad spoke often with last Christmas, Tyrell and Tyrese. They were standing with me in the picture. We added them to the 48 Get Well Cards that the little ones at Hope Gardens made for him. He wept.

My Dad may be the only one in the hospital with two walls covered with home made Get Well cards from previously homeless children full of Scripture verses about healing. My Dad knows he won’t be up to playing Santa this year, but his backup arrived in my office today in uniform!

3 Los Angeles Police Officers came in at 10 A.M. – some may have thought I was in trouble! However, they came to let me know that the Safer Cities Initiative’s 50 officers from the Central Division are going to purchase Christmas gifts for all of our nearly 50 children at Hope Gardens Family Center and show up on December 22nd in uniform to deliver them! Santa’s dressed in blue. When I let one of the officers, Sergeant Kevin Royce, know that my Dad, who is known to the children as Santa, is temporarily out of commission for receiving phone calls to Santa. He took up the challenge and gave me his cell phone number for the children to call any time they want to speak to Santa. Keep my Dad in your prayers. Keep our precious children at URM and Hope Gardens in your prayers this Holiday Season. Andy B.

Fallen Friends and Heartbreak

Last Tuesday a dear friend of Union Rescue Mission, Muhammad Ali Nassardeen passed away suddenly last week. Muhammad headed up a radio program and a movement called Recycling Black Dollars. He interviewed me in the thick of our Hope Gardens Battle and strongly urged the community to support URM in our efforts to move moms and children to the safety of Hope Gardens Family Center. Right during the interview, he was also hosting a gentleman who was planning a football event in Los Angeles that featured two historic black universities from the South. Muhammad arranged for more than 150 URM program participants to go to the fabulous game free of charge – it was a real treat for our participants! We won’t ever forget Muhammad’s love and support of Union Rescue Mission and Hope Gardens Family Center.

Just the night before, I received word that my Dad, Carl Bales, in Iowa, had suffered a massive stroke that has left him completely paralyzed on the right side. This was a horrific blow to my spirits and my children, who love their Papa more than words can describe! I am so thankful that my mom and dad were here in California the day that our women and children moved into Hope Gardens Family Center, and were able to walk the grounds and see how their prayers for our moms and children were answered. Those of you who have kept track of my writings about my Dad may know that I often lift the spirits of the little ones here at the Mission by having them call “Santa” – who is in fact my Dad, or at least, he is my Santa. He loves to say, “Ho Ho Ho” on the phone and has had some great talks with the children. Just 2 weeks ago, 2 year old Roger and 3 year old Carlton had quite a conversation with my Dad, Santa, as I tried to redirect them from grabbing all of the backpacks at a store where I had taken their older brothers to get school uniforms.

Each day as I drive to the Mission I make a practice of speaking to my Dad on the phone as I am stuck in rush hour traffic. 3 weeks ago we were facing a horrible financial crunch and we needed to come up with a $1,000,000 bank payment on Hope Gardens in just the next couple of days. My Dad told me to be encouraged, that he would pray and that the Lord would provide. The payment was due on Wednesday, October 3rd. A one million dollar check from the Lincy Foundation arrived on Monday, October 1st! I know my Dad’s prayers helped it arrive on time, because the Book of James says that the prayers of a righteous man availeth much, or in other words, are very effective!

This week I have been grieving for my Dad’s suffering, loss of mobility, and drastic change to his life. I have also been grieving for my children who are very concerned about Papa. Our URM children are going to miss those exciting calls to “Santa”. I am having a difficult time driving in morning rush hour without hearing my Dad’s encouraging voice and words. I leave today to pick up my Mom and Dad and bring them home to our house in Pasadena so that he can receive adequate care and be around the folks he loves so much. Keep us in your prayers. Thanks, Andy B.

Safer City Initiative

Just a few weeks ago, a team of volunteer staff were out on a hot afternoon delivering very cold water to the folks suffering out on the streets of Skid Row. We have made it a practice to take cold water out when it is 85 degrees or hotter downtown and, for a few days that week, temperatures were approaching 100.

As we were just about to complete the water run, as we call it, I saw a young man who could have been a gang member, attacking a young woman across the street at 5th and San Julian. I had a hunch I knew what was coming, but it came too quickly for me to intervene early enough. I tried to gather up some bottles of cold water and get there to cool things down, but, as I crossed the street, I saw long lead pipes and a tripod came out of people’s hands, swung wildly by men and women. A young gang member was hit in the back of the head and as he turned, he mistakenly knocked out and down the closest man near him, even though it was a young woman who had struck him.

When I finally got there, the young man was trying to stomp the unconscious man’s head into the pavement, so I put my feet on each side of the unconscious man’s head to protect him from further blows. As I juked a kick from the young gang member, I told him that this man was done and out cold and that he had done enough.

The police pulled up just as the confrontation ended and I poured cold water on the injured man’s bloody wound. The injured man seemed reluctant to be rescued and we soon found out why. 30 ounces of marijuana and two very large, menacing knives were found in his backpack. His life was saved, but he went straight to jail.

I share this story because this kind of event is now not common on Skid Row, whereas it used to be the norm before the Safer Cities Initiative and 50 new police officers were added to do community policing on Skid Row. In my first days at Union Rescue Mission, just 2 and ½ years ago, I would run into these situations each time that I left the building.

I attended a press conference last week with the Mayor of Los Angeles, Antonio Villaraigosa, and the Chief of Police, William Bratton. I attended with a young, handsome man named Steve, who is now enrolled in our Men’s Christian Life Discipleship Program and serving as a program security guard. Steve’s story was shared by the Chief with the press.

During the recent Safer City Initiative, a young, beautiful and kind Officer Yeager of the Los Angeles Police Department found Steve using drugs and misbehaving on the streets of Skid Row. As she arrested him and treated him with great dignity, she said some words that encouraged him to choose a program of help over spending time in jail. He decided to choose a program at Union Rescue Mission. Steve claims that the Safer Cities initiative and Officer Yeager saved his life. He plans to graduate from our program and vows to become a new man.

It was also shared at the press conference that violent crime has been cut down by one half and that death by drug overdose on Skid Row is down 53% from the 98 deaths from Sept. the year before to 58 deaths in the same period this year. From this information, the Safer City Initiative program has actually saved lives. It was noted and I agree that there has been some disbursement of people from Skid Row to outlying areas. I wish there would have been appropriate permanent supportive housing to move folks into instead of out, but even the disbursement has brought the community small benefits from less population density – as high population density causes problems in any population.

I had to run early from the press conference to attend a planned luncheon honoring our own Richard Sykes as one of the top CFO’s in Los Angeles. As I left the press conference, I was attacked by protesters from a local group who do not appreciate my support of the Safer Cities Initiative. They stood inches from my face yelling “Phony Preacher” and other names while foisting their signs in my face. I asked them to back off, questioned their manners, and proceeded to receive 10 minutes of taunting. I was grateful the URM van arrived as previously scheduled to take me to the next event, though it felt more like a rescue!

Later that day when I was in a meeting, I looked out on the street from our conference room window and saw a man being pulled out of the public restroom in front of the Mission by paramedics. As the paramedics from Fire Station 9 attempted to resuscitate him back to life, we learned he had 33 little bags of heroin in his possession, so we ran downstairs to stand on the sidewalk and pray that God would intervene and spare his life. These courageous guys from the busiest fire station in our country worked relentlessly to save the man, but he did not respond.
This loss of life and the devastating effect of the drug trade cause me to continue to support the Safer City Initiative and the caring officers who carry out their work.

On Friday a homeless man reported an increase in crack cocaine traffic on San Julian Street, behind the Mission, and the danger and temptation that it was bringing to him. I called and alerted the police to the activity. We have a lot of work ahead to help create a safer city for our friends who are homeless.
~Andy B.