I worked in the Caravan from 1998-2000 and was struggling to recall specific memories of my time in the little green ‘Van.
What those Friday afternoon shifts left me with, though, is the ability to sit with a wide range of people and to just be open to whoever showed up when I happened to be there. It seemed so magical to sit waiting for an encounter with a complete stranger that I would otherwise never meet.
This experience early on in my therapeutic training stood me in great stead for my 12 years in primary care, where 800+ people from all different backgrounds have walked through my door. I suppose it fostered in me an unending curiosity about human beings in their uniqueness and in their universality.