A story about the 1960's--"JOE'S SANDWICHES," when an ITALIAN EMIGRANT became his own one-man welfare system in OAKLAND, CA.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BBDNQV2T
Every so often I like to touch base with an experience I had in the late 1960s. While hanging around his small store just off Telegraph Avenue and 51st Street, getting to know an Italian grocer named Joe, I witnessed the extraordinary, unsung and unheralded) generosity of that mostly-silent elderly man, going about his days cloaked in a gruff manner, mostly silent, while making cheap sandwiches for locals. After a while I noticed that he handed out full grocery bags of food to other elderly Italians in the neighborhood whenever they dropped in, and never took any payment.
Excerpted from my book, “THE SCULPTURES OF FILMMAKER RICK SCHMIDT 1967-1971: Told By Himself.”
I love this story. And I can't help but think of President Joe, compared to coup d'etat connivers Elon and Don. I hope the country survives long enough to have an administration and Congress who agree with that Joe and your Joe: "Don'cha know, somebody's gotta do somethin' for this Country."