Homeless Thoughts: Raising Awareness One Story At A Time



with additional writing by Kari Gottfried

Sofia Molvi and Alex Zaback, only sophomores at Crescent Valley, are already making their difference in the world. Together they started Homeless Thoughts, an organization dedicated to “giving the unheard an internet megaphone.” Their website, www.homelessthoughts.org, states, “We found that when we sat down with a recorder and a camera, we heard the most interesting stories.” Molvi takes the pictures, and Zaback writes the stories. Here’s one, about a lifetime Oregonian and former Raider. Additional writing and editing by Kari Gottfried for the CHS High-O-Scope.

Kimble Kevin Craig’s brother in law was beat up nearly to death in 1998. “That’s the year when things got bad”, Kimble said, “The police don’t like me. Whenever they try to charge me, I take them to court.” Kimble will never let them charge him without a fight. “That’s admitting they’re right and subjecting yourself to their consequences”, he added. Kimble hears “a lot of shit” around Corvallis: “I got all the dirt.” The Corvallis police have been “playing whack-a-mole” with the homeless; whenever they set up camp, the city tears it down and trashes their stuff. He used to have a place by the Lincoln school, but he got kicked out.

In the year of 2006, “It really hit home, the homeless thing.”

Born in Seattle, Kimble and his family moved down so their whole family could live together in an Adair duplex. He attended CV with the class of ‘78. When he was in his senior year, the principal came to talk to him. Despite Kimble being 14 credits short of the graduation requirement, the principal would graduate him if refrained from “doing any shit.”

Kimble didn’t graduate.

However, he still feels like he has done something worthwhile; Kimble’s son is his greatest pride. He’s going to PSU on a scholarship for football, has had a 4.0 GPA since first grade, and plays in a band. But Kimble’s upset, and so is his son. “When you create something new, you shouldn’t weigh them down with something old.” He wishes his son hadn’t been named after him; he deserves a “fresh start”. His son is upset because Kimble didn’t attend his graduation from Pacific City High School. Kimble was working in Portland at the time, and wasn’t able to make it out to see him.

Kimble collects used needles around town, from dumpsters, streets, wherever he can find them. He’s on the board of public health in Eugene and helps them dispose of them. His goal is to keep kids and other people from infecting themselves using the dirty needles. The Corvallis police found his stash and accused him of using them. “I’m clean!” he told Sofia and Alex, emphatically displaying the inside of his forearms. “I’m clean, don’t you see?”

“What would I be [if I could be anything]?” Kimble laughs. “A vegetable, a mineral, a plant. Couldn’t be a state, like happy or sad.” No one can be any single state for an extended period of time, no matter what place they hold in life. “Can’t always be sad. Something’s gotta break.”

To read more stories and get involved visit www.homelessthoughts.org.

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