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Elisa Camahort Page

Hmm. That story took a darker turn, and I can see why it was scary. I don't know what I would have done. In future, I would probably recommend calling social services first and finding out if they have outreach services that could have helped in some way.

I'm glad it all turned out OK, and you did absolutely do a BIG thing, not a little thing for that lady. I actually don't get the sense that she was very appreciative about it though, which bums me out :(

Kyooty

another idea might have been to call a Cab? the Cab would have known where the SS building was and what the average cost to get there was?

Carrie

I've done things like that without a thought and then other times been afraid or hesitant. Obviously everything turned out alright for you but I think God gives us those "red flags" for a reason. I try to listen to them or pray for other options I feel more comfortable with.

MELISSA PERRY

YES. ITS GREAT WHAT YOU DID BUT PEOPLE ARE CRAZY THESE DAYS. YOU JUST NEVER KNOW ANYMORE. BUT WHAT A WONDERFUL THING YOU DID AND BRAVE TOO!

Ginger

My husband, a retired police chief, always told me to call the police in a case like that. His police dept. had a designated fund for cases just like that and in her case they would have taken her to a motel and paid the bill. You were very kind to help her but as he used to say, that's what the police are for.

Megan

How is a Social Services building only accessible by steps? That's wrong...

I have to really commend you for offering her the ride. If nothing else, it got her out of the cold for some time. Perhaps she had the phone number of a social worker handy and was meeting the person at the building?

Terry

I am just catching up on my your blog. Wow!!! This was an awesome one. I felt so many conflicting emotions while reading it. I don't think there was a "right" decision here. Very thought provoking.

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