Replace truck totaled in ice storm
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Arlan Schwarzbauer has been a part of the Eugene underground music scene for decades. Shy and warm the hallmark of his band Onomatopoeia was to welcome in anyone who wanted to join in and play music and dance-any and all were welcome to take the stage.
He makes friends of strangers wherever he goes.
His friends know him by his ability to make a happy time out of even bad situations often breaking into dance for no reason at all except to celebrate the moment.
Ten years ago he suffered a back injury. He fought through the process of getting social security and the brutal and long trek through medical treatment. Neuropathic pain is notoriously difficult to treat and the pain is constant. His back is injured in three places. He is never out of pain and cant walk more than a few blocks. Social security never covers expenses but he has made it work. Through many failed treatments he kept his hope and good humor and sharing spirit in tact.
Living by extremely meager means he still found ways to keep up, reselling found collectibles and comics at flea markets and collecting cans and bottles. Making five bucks here and there is how he gets by. He loved even this life and stayed upbeat and as active as he could.
But yesterday in a serious ice storm a large tree fell on the road in front of him and his beloved red truck was smashed like a can. He was able to walk away. He has had many losses in life, but as he watched his truck loaded onto the tow truck he looked pale and haunted. Without the ability to run around town and be resourceful he will be housebound in his cabin which is away from main buslines without a dollar in his pocket.
His situation really is dire. His truck made life possible. He's a fighter-but without a replacement vehicle he can't get to medical appointments, buy food or get to the post office. In the freezing climate of modern times the sick and disabled are not cared for. It is a brutal and frightening reality to be poor and sick in America today. There is little help and what there is has been exhausted. There is no where to turn.
If you are a friend of his-you may be suffering a similar fate-but our friend Arlan cannot fend for himself without his community and the world he has touched rallying around him. This is it for him. He is afraid. If you know the fear of being adrift in this modern world that has no safety net, please throw out a thread to catch him and may good luck be returned to you three times!
It would be a miracle this loving music maker to not be left alone. He gave us a place to make music and dance and laugh. Music and dance are the gifts of humans who remember they are humans and helping a friend in need.
Our goal is to be able to give him back the freedom of transportation-a car or truck to buzz around town again charming the Dairy mart cashiers and making a sweet freaky show of life again even after losing everything over and over again. Let him know sometimes good things happen. That's what we told him. Christmas is tough, but the time is now. Please give whatever you can even if it is tiny and warm up this world-today if you can. We CAN help hands together!
For Love and being real humans. Let's make it happen!
If kisses were snowflakes Arlan, we'd send a blizzard!
Hey, let's send a blizzard of dollar bills while we're at it.
Let it snow!
He makes friends of strangers wherever he goes.
His friends know him by his ability to make a happy time out of even bad situations often breaking into dance for no reason at all except to celebrate the moment.
Ten years ago he suffered a back injury. He fought through the process of getting social security and the brutal and long trek through medical treatment. Neuropathic pain is notoriously difficult to treat and the pain is constant. His back is injured in three places. He is never out of pain and cant walk more than a few blocks. Social security never covers expenses but he has made it work. Through many failed treatments he kept his hope and good humor and sharing spirit in tact.
Living by extremely meager means he still found ways to keep up, reselling found collectibles and comics at flea markets and collecting cans and bottles. Making five bucks here and there is how he gets by. He loved even this life and stayed upbeat and as active as he could.
But yesterday in a serious ice storm a large tree fell on the road in front of him and his beloved red truck was smashed like a can. He was able to walk away. He has had many losses in life, but as he watched his truck loaded onto the tow truck he looked pale and haunted. Without the ability to run around town and be resourceful he will be housebound in his cabin which is away from main buslines without a dollar in his pocket.
His situation really is dire. His truck made life possible. He's a fighter-but without a replacement vehicle he can't get to medical appointments, buy food or get to the post office. In the freezing climate of modern times the sick and disabled are not cared for. It is a brutal and frightening reality to be poor and sick in America today. There is little help and what there is has been exhausted. There is no where to turn.
If you are a friend of his-you may be suffering a similar fate-but our friend Arlan cannot fend for himself without his community and the world he has touched rallying around him. This is it for him. He is afraid. If you know the fear of being adrift in this modern world that has no safety net, please throw out a thread to catch him and may good luck be returned to you three times!
It would be a miracle this loving music maker to not be left alone. He gave us a place to make music and dance and laugh. Music and dance are the gifts of humans who remember they are humans and helping a friend in need.
Our goal is to be able to give him back the freedom of transportation-a car or truck to buzz around town again charming the Dairy mart cashiers and making a sweet freaky show of life again even after losing everything over and over again. Let him know sometimes good things happen. That's what we told him. Christmas is tough, but the time is now. Please give whatever you can even if it is tiny and warm up this world-today if you can. We CAN help hands together!
For Love and being real humans. Let's make it happen!
If kisses were snowflakes Arlan, we'd send a blizzard!
Hey, let's send a blizzard of dollar bills while we're at it.
Let it snow!
Organizer
Anne M. Gilbert
Organizer
Eugene, OR
