I was talking to her and she said I didn't think I'd be able to stand up today.

I didn't think I could go on.

And she said, I came here and she said, all these people.

She said, I have money in the bank.

I can rebuild.

But these people have nothing.

And she said, it makes me feel so connected.

It gives me such a sense of community.

It gives me such a sense of right and justice.

She said, what you're doing here? She said, I can't even believe all these people are thanking me for giving me a bag of chips or she said, it's food. And she said, it's nothing. And yet it's probably saved my life. Joan grew up in

Beverly Hills she was a trust fund baby without a care in the world. On a day like any other,

she was attempting to pay for her shopping at Sacks Fifth Avenue when her credit card was rejected. Her trust fund had been drained.

She had no more money, none. She also had no college degree, no skill set, had never held a job in

her life. She never needed to. And now, with nothing, she would find herself homeless. I talk a lot about the value

of service, of showing up to give, how helping others is the best way to help yourself. Joan Howard's

story is that story on steroids. She talks fast. She talks a lot. She goes off on tangents, but her passion, my God,

her passion to help others is absolutely inspiring. She now works for the very organization that

saved her life over 20 years ago, an organization called Food on Foot. Their mission is to help people who for various

reasons find themselves homeless, in shelters, couch surfing, or on the street. And perhaps one

of the most amazing things they do is help people get a job, get a home, pay their own rent,

and do more than survive, they help them thrive.

In a time when government and private funding are harder and harder to come by,

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