Just when I though Scrooge was dead... The letter from Larnell Custis Butler was without a doubt the nastiest, meanest garbage I have ever seen.
A Nose for the Bar
In the article about Greg Thompkins and John Dierker (“Brothers in Horns,” Music, Nov. 27), you mentioned that the Marble Bar was across the street from the Jazz Closet.
The path up and out of homelessness is composed of many steps—programs, services, and housing opportunities—each of which meets individuals and families at different levels of need.
- Cold and Counted
The point-in-time homeless census is a joke to everyone who works in homeless services.
- Coward Cops
I was at the event at the Coward Shoe (“CP Photographer Arrested at Concert,” Mobtown Beat, Nov. 6), watching my son perform, with my other two sons also in attendance. It was a great moment for me, especially—until Baltimore police aggressively invaded