Over the years I have visited many Baltimore inner city homes to interview the residents about their life and work, their hopes and dreams. They are members of the urban poor: the un- and underemployed, as well as those who – despite the fact that they work full time and then some – do not make a living wage and struggle to make ends meet. It doesn’t matter what time of the month or year I visit, whether it’s the East side or West side, public or private housing, upon entering each residence, I am always greeted by the same persistent sound: the plaintive chirp of a smoke detector whose batteries need replacing.
Welcome to The Breakroom. Have a cup of coffee with us and discover what it takes for women to create better lives through meaningful work. In The Breakroom, you will find everything about women and work except the gossip. Come to The Breakroom to hear personal stories, to get the facts, to understand the challenges and struggles, to be inspired and enlightened – and, hopefully, to connect with the people and a small, but powerful place in Baltimore that will change your life for good.
A new blog post will be ready for you each month, and I invite your comments. From time to time, I’ll include a photograph of the world-in-miniature that exists in the two-and-a-half miles between my house and Caroline Center, Somerset Street and also in the West Baltimore neighborhoods that are part of my frequent travels to Caroline Center, Gibbons Commons. Everything that can happen happens here.