Twelve-year-old Danaeh and her mentor, Therese Pautz, have been matched through Simpson’s mentoring program for more than two years. Read Danaeh’s inspiring poem, Fearless, and experience the positive and lasting impact that a mentoring relationship can have in the life of a young person experiencing homelessness.
Rose, a former guest of Simpson Shelter, recently settled into her new home. A twenty-eight-year-old Native American woman — White Earth Ojibwe on her mom’s side and Lac du Flambeau Chippewa on her dad’s side — she has experienced generational homelessness. Most recently she experienced homelessness for more than two years,
A team of twenty-one Bright Horizons volunteers, led by Bright Horizons employee and long-time Simpson volunteer Jill King,
Ann’s abstract paintings incorporate vivid colors and textiles. Her life-long love of art was inspired by her mother, who was also a painter. Ann went back to Macalester College for her fine arts degree when she was 40 years old. She continues to immerse herself in her creative work during retirement.
As an acclaimed fine art photographer, Annette’s work is influenced predominately by photography, both analogue and digital, and also by other media such as painting. Themes in her art include Wabi-sabi, longing, and currently the concept of women as goddesses.
Annette’s interest in art began when she was very young.
Tanner Peck has worked for the U.S. Postal Service for the last four years. In his utility role, he delivers mail on five different routes in Minneapolis. “I’m a regular, but my five routes vary. I deliver on a route by 1st Avenue near Simpson shelter and by a lower income area near I-35.
Nicolle and her daughter, Amaya, relocated to Minnesota from South Carolina to be closer to extended family and further her education at a well-known culinary school.
When their housing with an extended family member fell through, Nicolle and her daughter experienced homelessness for four months, living in a hotel and out of their car during the summer and fall months.
We slept at a bus stop that night.
I remember the culmination of events that led to the lowest point of my life. I had my five young children with me, and we had nowhere to go. We were on the street after two years of staying with my family and living in and out of motel rooms with my youngest son’s dad.