Living for Loaves and Fishes in Biloxi


Over the many hours I spend listening to the triumphs and tragedies of Rita Baldwin's epic life, Kurt Vonnegut interjects his own commentary into my inner-monologue. "Smoking is a fairly sure, fairly honorable form of suicide," he reminds me every time the flick of Rita's orange Bic launches its feeble flame toward the business end of yet another 305 cigarette.  

To lose custody of her children, to have a nervous breakdown, to end up homeless for a year--living in the woods under a roof of visqueen plastic sheeting and duct tape--a decade ago life was only a hardship she had to endure and overcome. And she did.

To nearly drown in the deluge of Katrina, to lose friends to the storm's fury, to end up living in an emergency shelter--home demolished, possessions destroyed--four years ago life became only trauma from which she had to heal. And she did.

More recently, the recession has been hitting the operating budget of Loaves and Fishes, the downtown Biloxi soup kitchen that fed her when she was homeless and later gave her a job. Now the executive director, Rita jokes that the loss of funding that has reduced her own income might force her onto the streets again.

The director of a soup kitchen relying on its free meals for her own survival--the irony would be hilarious, if the prospect wasn't uncomfortably real. "I'm laughing because I just don't know what else to do," she chuckles, while pinching off the filter of another 305 and tossing it onto a growing pile in the ashtray.

But Rita brushes off any concern for her own welfare. For a woman of such gentle heart and generous spirit, what really pains her is to have the grants and donations to Loaves and Fishes dropping at a time when increasing numbers flock to her for help. "That's what depresses me. So many people depending on Miss Rita and there's only so much I can do. Now people have so many needs, and they think I can work my magic. But we're incapable of meeting all the needs and we all feel just powerless. And there's just more and more and more coming for help."


Loaves and Fishes serves about 6,000 meals every month, a 10-15% increase from last year. Until recently, they also provided social services for the homeless, financed by a $25,000 "Build Back the Coast" grant from the Gulf Coast Foundation. The social service offerings ended after the foundation did not renew that grant in April. For the kitchen's primary mission of feeding the hungry, this year's operating budget was pinched by non-renewal of about $37,000 in grants, a sharp decline in contributions from local churches and individuals, and a 30% decrease in funding from the cash-strapped Biloxi government. A few months ago, Rita lost the part of her own income that came from working case management assisting the homeless, and her staffers had to cut their paid hours to reduce the budget. They undertook every conceivable cost-saving measure, but it still wasn't enough.

By May, Rita had recognized that the loss of financing could force the kitchen to close after 26 years of serving Biloxi's hungry. Determined not to allow that to happen on her watch, she composed an appeal for help and sent it off to every person and organization in her Rolodex. The letter-writing campaign worked. Checks started arriving in the mail and the Biloxi Sun-Herald wrote a story about their financial crisis, thus amplifying Rita's appeal and generating another round of donations.

From $5 in cash to the whopper of a check for $5,000 from a donor who wished to stay anonymous, Loaves and Fishes had been given a $13,000 lifeline of financial support within a matter of weeks. With monthly operating expenses running at about $11,000, the inflow buys them some time, though the long-term outlook remains murky. The strain of these circumstances bubble to the surface during the quarterly board of directors meeting I attend.

When I park in front of the tan painted-brick building on Main Street, plywood nailed over the upstairs windows and bars securing the first-floor ones make me wonder if the kitchen had moved. But the non-descript gray metal door opens to reveal a room packed with people. Colorful scrap quilts cover the dingy white walls, framing rows of cafeteria tables where dozens sit eating from styrofoam plates piled with peas, carrots, lasagna, and salad.

Those with the puffy eyes and weathered skin betraying a history of alcoholism and chronic homelessness cluster in small groups engaged in lively conversation, feeling perfectly at home in the Loaves and Fishes dining room, barely noticing the intrusion of an outsider arriving with notebook in hand. But a scattering of individuals who look just a little less disheveled and much less hardened watch attentively as I enter. I catch their stares just long enough to feel the weight of their shame and desperation before they drop their heads to focus weary eyes on the plates of food in front of them. They eat quickly and leave, while others stay to socialize in the cool air conditioning.

As those served by Loaves and Fishes depart, and the members of the board supporting its operations arrive, the infusion of kindness and geniality in the room degenerates into an air of bitterness and strain. Things are said. Feelings are hurt. Most of the meeting gets wrapped up in "clearing the air," rather than discussion of a productive way forward for the kitchen.

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Christina Davidson is a writer, photographer, and book editor who specializes in national security, terrorism, and war. She also writes for the food blog Feed The Masses.

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