Dorothy Day's Bread Line on Mott Street

In 1933, Dorothy Day stood on a cold New York sidewalk and handed a bowl of soup to a man whose shoes had no soles. She was a journalist, a convert, a woman who had spent years in churches where the liturgy was beautiful and the pews were warm. But something in her would not let her sit still. She rented an apartment at 436 East Mott Street in Manhattan and opened the door to anyone who was hungry.…