You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. What you’ll discover will be wonderful.  What you’ll discover is yourself.  ~ Alan Alda

November is the beginning of the busy months. Holidays rapidly descend upon us, starting with my favorite holiday of all: Thanksgiving. Our group of  twenty high school kids accompanied by four hearty adults made our way into the city last night, to reach out to the homeless men and women who, after 25 years, have become part of the fabric of our lives, and who we’ll see again soon at our 24th Annual Thanksgiving Dinner for the Homeless. It’s become tradition. It’s become anticipated. It has been the focus of conversation among so many of our street friends from our first Run in September to the later, colder winter Runs when so many will reminisce about the food and the friendship they felt in November when the iconic school buses picked hundreds of them up so they, too, could enjoy a homemade holiday meal.
It cannot be easy, accepting the kindness of strangers. And yet, over the many years, these forged relationships between the teenagers and the homeless poor of New York City have created a deep and lasting bond of trust, of compassion, of love. Watching this crew of 20 students last night engage in animated conversation, sharing their anticipation of the Thanksgiving party they’ve worked so hard on, was nothing short of sheer joy. 
It was the third stop on our list of five that touched me in that way that only happens on a Run. While speaking to a woman I had never seen before, I heard my name being called with a request to come over to the back of the truck where the kids were dishing out cups of Rob’s steaming hot chili and cubes of sweet cornbread in the shadows of the park. Timothy was here and I was genuinely happy to see him.  In his clipped but polite cadence, he spoke as if life was one run-on
sentence,”HelloMrs.NewmanHowareyouMrs.NewmanAndI’msogladtoseeyouMrs.NewmanandI’msorryIdidn’tcallyoutoletyouknowIwascomingtotheRunbutI’mworkinghardonmylifeMrsNewman…..”And then something changed. What I had always perceived as a demeanor guided by the antipsychotic drugs he was taking to combat his mental illness, changed. Timothy’s steady, flatline voice became animated and engaged as he told me about the program he was chosen for, a program sponsored by Fordham University that was studying homelessness in the city. He told me how at his age, he never had his own place and that now, with the help of the Fordham crew, he was working with case workers on getting his own home. He told me with life in his eyes that he’s going back to school to complete his degree. I had no idea he had attended college! He’s enrolled at City College where he will major in writing in January, and he told me how much he is looking forward to having a normal life, a normal job, a perspective that was more like a fog-lifting experience, revealing a whole world to him of truth and clarity. Timothy, for every intent and purpose, has found himself. And while he spoke in this authentic manner, free of the robotic disposition I had grown accustomed too, I felt the tears well in my eyes. The pressures of planning our homeless Thanksgiving dinner dissipated and I found myself hugging this sweet man who slew his share of demons in the twenty five years I have called him my friend.
Timothy, like so many other men and women I have met whose lives were shattered and splintered by opportunities missed, has found himself and knows now what freedom really feels like, tastes like, and he’s embracing it.
And on the way home, while the chatter in the van eased and the quiet of the early morning hours blanketed the group, I heard only this in my head, as I thought of Timothy’s self discovery, a verse from the one song that our Thanksgiving guests sing, year after year: 
“I once was lost but now I’m found, ‘Twas blind but now I see.”
Good for you, Timothy! Good for you and your proven tenacity, your steadfast commitment to your own growth and your ability to overcome so many obstacles in your path. I’ll look for those Timberland boots you asked for, my friend, with the hope that they’ll continue to guide you out of your self-imposed darkness and into the Light.


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It’s in the air!

Autumn arrives on the day we have our first Midnight Run of the season. What began as an uninformed but sincerely well-meaning group of high school kids with their teacher, has turned into a legitimate not-for-profit whose reputation precedes itself, after almost twenty six years of working with the homeless and the hungry poor. Almost…

“Commitment unlocks the doors of imagination, allows vision and gives us the “right stuff” to turn our dreams into reality.” ~ James Womack   This fleeting weekend appeared to be steeped in and oozing with the ideals of commitment. It certainly didn’t start out that way with this commitment “thing” being the core and focus…

Thank you’s, transitions and where we are now…or “That Was The Week That Was”

Last Sunday, we started what can only be described as a blitzkrieg clothing collection for those people in the outer boroughs of New York City and New Jersey whose lives were completely turned upside down by Hurricane Sandy… Sandy came and went and in her wake, left hundreds of thousands of people stranded and paralyzed…

NYC Clothing Drop Off Points – UPDATE

UPDATE: DROP OFF POINTS during business hours for Project SHARE: SHARE the Project, Inc. clothing collection for the residents ofBreezy Point, Far Rockaways, and Staten Island. All children’s clothes(all sizes) and adults clothing for those families who have lost somuch.Three locations right NOW:As One collecting donations for Project SHARE. NEEDED: children &adult winter clothes at…


SHARE the Project, Inc.

“Take the time…share the experience”

November 3, 2012

It’s a chilly Saturday and many of us in New York, New Jersey and beyond are waking up to the new normal of no power, no heat and limited access to the outside world. Many of us are waking up to strange surroundings as we realize our homes have been damaged or destroyed and life as we had known it, has changed extensively.

Despite the loss, the shock and the awe of this devastation, we are a tough group, we New Yorkers, and at SHARE the Project, we decided to simply roll up our sleeves and help make the coming days a little easier for those who lost so much. Ours is an organization that has been a student-driven group since its inception in 1988.Many of the members who grew up as tireless volunteers in high school have stayed with us into their adulthood. And so all of us – kids and adults alike – are joining hands in this most recent project.

As we prepare for our annual flagship event, a Thanksgiving feast for over 500 homeless men, women and children, we are taking on another, more urgent need: a clothing collection for the residents of Breezy Point and the Far Rockaways and Staten Island. We are doing it because we can. It’s that simple. We are joining countless other New Yorkers in this effort to lend a hand in a quick and meaningful way. Won’t you please become part of the growing tradition that SHARE has exemplified for nearly 25 years? 

If you have clean winter clothing for infants, toddlers, children and adults, you can drop them off or mail them to:

SHARE the Project, Inc.

161 Broadway

Hastings-on-Hudson, NY  10706


There will be drop-off locations in Manhattan as well and they will be posted on this site.

And please accept our deepest thanks, from our hearts to yours.


Jeanne Newman, founder and Executive Director

SHARE the Project, Inc. dba Project SHARE

We are a public charity. Our 501©3 number is 01-0944154.