“It all started way back in the ’80’s when my grandson would not go to sleep,” says Lila Thorp. “I drove him around town and up in the mountains and up the river on the back roads where we saw people who were houseless, cold, wet and hungry. My mother often came along, and we couldn’t stand it. We’d drive home, get some food and blankets, and take the stuff back to the people who really needed it.”
