Saturday June 30

The last day of June. Four at the beginning, seven or eight at the end of the hour. We spent most of the hour talking to a woman on her way from Portland to California, temporarily stranded in Corvallis and waiting for an early-morning bus, confused about what to do and where to wait safely. We gave her some company and some suggestions, but we did not find a way to offer concrete help. Maybe there was nothing to be done.