But one of the reasons I like to support Rembrandt’s is because of their strong stand against human trafficking. Globally there is a human injustice that you won’t hear a lot about, and that is the injustice against women who are abducted or forced into the sex slave trade or “human trafficking”. Currently, there are approx. 4.5 million individuals who are enslaved in sexual exploitation and 98% are women. (the other being children) Like most things grossly evil, these things hide in the dark, not wanting to be exposed and remain hidden. Rembrandt’s Coffee House is doing what it can to bring awareness and partners with Nomi Network, a nonprofit organization that aims to create economic opportunities for survivors and women at risk of human trafficking thru their proceeds. When you walk into Rembrandt’s the first thing you will see are handbags, jewelry and other unique items made by women who have survived human trafficking. (Nomi Network manufactures their signature Buy Her Bag Not Her Body handbags.)
Having made my point, Rembrandt’s Coffee House also produces very good coffee, they roast their own beans, and make strangely HUGE cinnamon rolls, sticky buns, breakfast and lunch items that are a-maz-ing! The atmosphere inside is very cool, eclectic with paintings covering the walls and many items for sale to help support survivors of human trafficking. I’m happy they are in my community.
For more information on this issue, I would recommend the film, Nefarious, the documentary.
One of my best friend’s dad built the Cold Mountain lookout tower cabin in the Idaho wilderness, northeast of McCall, Idaho. He built it in 1932, by hand. He would work on it and every 30 minutes he would go up in the tower and look for forest fires. He lived there during the “fire” season from late spring to fall.
Even more amazing is when my friend’s parents were trying to start a family in the early 1940’s they weren’t able to have children without a costly operation for his mother. In order to get enough money for the operation, (people worked and paid for things in advance back in the old days, today we’re smarter and more advanced and go into debt…) he decided to go overseas and work for a construction company for 9 mos. on Wake Island. He would earn enough money for the operation. After 7 1/2 mos. there, the Japan attacked Pearl Harbor and then headed to Wake Island, and took control of it. He was captured as a prisoner and taken to Japan where he spent the entire World War in a P.O.W. camp. It wasn’t until after the war that U.S. troops discovered the camp and the prisoners were released. All his mom knew, was that Wake Island had been taken over by the Japan and hadn’t heard from her husband. She waited all those months and years for him. Eventually, she received a letter from him and she at least knew he was still alive. So many men didn’t make it and died in the camp, some came home mentally ill and some turned to alcohol. My friend’s dad was very meek and helped so many to survive the experience by keeping his mind focused. As my friend was sharing this story of his parent’s love and devotion to each other, and commitment to having a family I felt like I was watching a movie. I could see it all in my mind. And at the same time, grieved at how far our nation has gotten away from basic love and commitment to one another and the value of our children. There are waaay too many tragic stories involving children today but this was a great story about a real hero. We should all be so blessed to have dad’s like that.
I sketched this very cool coffee shop in downtown Boise called Caffe’ Capri awhile back and someone saw it and asked me to do one just for them. So this is that one, and I added more detail and landscape and on a larger piece of paper than I normally use. I really enjoy drawing pics for people that are meaningful to them like houses and special places. It make this hobby a pleasure.