
At an unnamed trailer park in Northern Virginia, residents help one another.
One recent morning as I returned from my walk, I was stopped by a woman even older than me walking slowly with a cane. She wanted directions to the hospital, apparently to visit a patient. “But,” I said, “you can’t walk there! It’s over a mile!” “I have to get to the hospital,” she said.
After trying unsuccessfully to come up with other transportation options for her (my own car was in the shop), I gave her directions and off she went. I hope she made it. Sometimes women are beyond amazing.
In August, Theresa Vargas at the Washington Post, wrote about how a group of immigrant women turned a manufactured-housing park into a real community.
“The heat was unforgiving and the mosquitoes were biting, but the women who filled the foldout chairs in Imelda Castro’s backyard didn’t seem bothered. During the pandemic, that small strip of greenery tucked behind a Northern Virginia trailer park has been a haven for them. It has served as a classroom, an office and a community play space.
“That backyard is where the women learned from a health-care worker what medical services their children are entitled to receive. That backyard is where a DJ played music on Día del Niño, Day of the Child, and the community invited a police officer to take a swing at a piñata. ‘She had never hit one before!’ said a woman who captured that moment on video. That backyard is where, every Friday, the women form an assembly line and empty with impressive efficiency a truck filled with fresh produce and other goods, and then make sure everyone in the trailer park who needs food gets it.
“ ‘If we didn’t have this community we’ve built, we’d be very vulnerable,’ Rosalia Mendoza said in Spanish as she sat in one of those foldout chairs. ‘We’re united, and it makes us stronger. What affects one trailer affects the whole community.’ …
“That’s why the women want people to know what they’ve created in that trailer park on Route 1. From a shared struggle, they have built something special — a network of moms who regularly check on one another, inform one another and push one another.
To spend time with those moms is to recognize this: Alone, some could find themselves drowning. But together, they’ve been able to do more than tread water.
“ ‘This is unique,’ Patricia Moreno said of the community. ‘This is not everywhere.’
“Moreno has spent the last two decades as an outreach worker for Anthem HealthKeepers Plus, a job that takes her into low-income communities throughout Northern Virginia to teach residents about their Medicaid benefits. Her fluency in Spanish and willingness to go into even the most neglected of neighborhoods has made her a welcome presence among Latino immigrants who don’t trust easily authority figures.
“Moreno first learned about the women when one of them, Ana Delia Romero, called to ask whether she could come speak to them about health care. …
“The population of the trailer park is one that nonprofit workers often worry about. The majority of the residents are immigrants from Central and South America, and their families are tied to the local economy by threads that are usually among the first to be severed during economic downturns. Most of the men work in construction and restaurant jobs, two industries that were hit hard during the pandemic, and many of the women don’t work because of a lack of access to transportation and child care. In the last few years, several families have gone weeks without income, and some have faced eviction.
“Moreno said many people in the communities she visits are hesitant to ask for help, or accept it, but these mothers have worked hard to turn their trailer park into a village. They watch one another’s children. They give one another rides. They invite people to come teach them about subjects that will benefit their families and their neighbors. …
“ ‘I’ve been doing this for 20 years, and I’ve never seen a system like this,’ Moreno said.
“On the day I visited, she sat with eight of the women in the foldout chairs. Also there was Ivana Escobar, director of collective impact for United Community, a nonprofit that provides food to the trailer park and support to the women.
“ ‘We go to every community in this area,’ Escobar said, ‘and these women have made something stronger than anywhere else.’
“As the women tell it, Ana Delia Romero, who is partially blind, is the one who started bringing them together. She was the first person in the community to test positive for the coronavirus, and she ended up in the hospital for six days. After she recovered, she started volunteering with the Health Department. She knew many Latinos were hesitant to learn about the virus and the safety precautions they could take, and she wanted to help get that information to more people.
“She also wanted to make sure none of her neighbors was going hungry during the pandemic. She got involved with free food-distribution efforts and started knocking on her neighbors’ doors to ask whether they had enough to eat. …
“Escobar said that Romero asked United Community whether a truck could deliver food to the trailer park, and now, a truck comes every Friday. When it arrives, the women unload the contents and distribute them. On the day I met the women, all but one were wearing a United Community T-shirt. Escobar said they don’t get paid by the organization. They handle the food distribution as volunteers.
“ ‘The women here, they mobilized themselves,’ Escobar said. ‘You wouldn’t even know they’re struggling because of how they show up.’ …
“ ‘When Ana asked, “Who wants to volunteer?” the answer was “Me, me, me,” ‘ Elizabeth Villatoro said. ‘This community doesn’t have excuses. Ana doesn’t say, “I lost my vision, I can’t do anything.” Alberta doesn’t say, “I have children with special needs, I can’t do anything.” We do what we need to do.’ “
More at the Post, here.
Wow, I am so envious of this group. I had a small group of friends I met and am greatful for, but mostly I found myself doing all the giving and never getting to take. As I love to help others that in itself was rewarding I would have loved to live in this trailer park. What a great post, thanks for sharing.
Yes, there needs to be a balance.
Love this story!
Worth a research paper or two! How does something like that survive the inevitable little disagreements?
Leave it to women. I belong to a group of moms that mainly met on the local elementary playground, waiting for their kids to get out of school. Our “leader” started a walking group hoping to walk together once per week. The early morning walk has taken place for well over a decade and is usually followed by coffee at someone’s house. Few of us attend every week, but over the decades we’ve informed, celebrated, and supported each other in countless ways. Like the group of women in this piece, it takes a benevolent and welcoming leader to set the tone.
Delightful! And your point about a leader is spot on.
I do hope the lady got to the hospital okay! People helping each other is a beautiful thing,that in my opinion is what we were created for .🥰
I agree with you, Deb.
Speaking of helping people, I believe your son’s family is in Puerto Rico. How are things going after Hurricane Fiona?
There’s still some mudslides to clean up but they have power and electricity. The problem they are facing now is no diesel fuel, which Son needs for his work truck. The fuel tanker is out to sea but they are refusing it to come to dock.
We all need to pay more attention to Puerto Rico and offer mainland help in times of need.
👍. Wonderful. Don’t have the energy to post today. Way overdid yesterday—walking miles along the Stone Harbor NJ beach, roasting a chicken, and feeling the consequences today. Definitely not the person I was before Covid.
Hannah
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We used to be regulars in Stone Harbor, until my mother-in-law went to the Lutheran Home because of dementia. I never wore myself out on the beach though!