Outdoor ministry strives to serve the homeless
It’s Sunday around noon and a line forms that winds around the towering bronze Brewer Fountain in a corner of Boston Common. Weary-looking men and women shuffle forward, making their way toward the folding card tables, where a dozen high school kids hand out carefully Saran-wrapped sandwiches and bags of potato chips. It is the end of the month, and many of these people’s food stamps have run out. They form an unlikely looking group that suddenly begins to do the most unlikely thing: they begin to sing.