WE'RE almost too late. In the 10 minutes elapsing between the window opening and us arriving, half the meals have been claimed.
Capt. Jim Mercer and I climb aboard the big white van, seeking shelter from the cold, unrelenting rain falling from the grey Halifax sky. We're both shivering.
It's shortly after 10 a.m. Saturday and this is the Salvation Army's breakfast program for the children of Spryfield. Twenty-three prepackaged meals have been given out already, with 22 remaining.
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