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NATION, Page 21Open Heart, Open Hand"I really believe that people with AIDS are dying ofmalnutrition, not AIDS"
Ruth Brinker is grandmother incarnate, a balm of memories and
sympathies. As she sits at the edge of his messy bed, the young
blond man pries the lid off his dinner. An Italian omelet, roast
potatoes, broccoli. The cramped hotel room actually smells of home.
"Ruth," he says, "I love you."
At that very moment, several dozen volunteers are playing out
the same scene in several hundred rooms and apartments all across
San Francisco, feeding and cheering men and women with AIDS. These
volunteers are the soldiers of Project Open Hand, which Brinker,
66, started in 1985. She and her workers now provide 1,100 meals
a day.
Brinker did not set out to become a savior. In 1984 a young
architect she knew fell ill. "I'd never had any experience with
AIDS," she recalls. "I was appalled at how quickly he became too
sick to take care of himself." She and other friends formed a
rotating caretaker group. But, occasionally, one would forget about
his or her shift, and the dying architect went hungry until the
next shift arrived. "I realized then," Brinker recalls, "that there
were people throughout the city who didn't have my friend's
support."
She founded Project Open Hand with seven "clients." Each day
by 5 a.m., she would prowl the produce markets for "distressed"
vegetables. She cooked in a church basement and delivered the meals
in her battered Volkswagen van. "Some of the people were so
emaciated," she remembers, "they would have to crawl to where the
buzzer was."
Today the client list grows by almost 100 people every month.
In 1986 Open Hand's budget was $70,000. By the end of that year,
Brinker realized her next budget would have to be a quarter of a
million dollars. "I almost had a heart attack." The 1988 budget was
a million dollars -- a figure that demanded constant fund raising.
Says Brinker in her oddly tough half-whisper, "You have to go out
and beg."
Brinker no longer makes regular deliveries herself. Too many
people have died, and it is agony to make new friends and lose them
so inevitably. Still, if a client calls late to say he did not get
his meal, Brinker will go into the kitchen, cook it and deliver it.
When money runs short she uses her own. Sometime this year Open
Hand will move to a new kitchen capable of producing 8,000 meals
a day. "The money is really, really tight," confides chef Chris
Medina. "In the past couple of months, we've been on the verge of
going under."
If that happened, more than lives would be lost. On New Year's
Eve a year ago, two men, both with AIDS, were sitting in front of
the TV set, feeling gloomy and hoping they'd have the strength to
stay awake until midnight. Then the doorbell rang. An Open Hand
volunteer walked in with a box decorated with streamers and
balloons. It contained champagne, pate, cheese, truffles, a hat and
a noisemaker. The men broke down and cried. This New Year's Eve
Open Hand brought the same treat to everybody on its list.