By Rissa Miller, Senior
Editor Vegetarian Journal
In my parents’ neighborhood, there is a regular
breakfast/coffee for the ladies of the neighborhood. Most who attend are
retired or over the age of 60 at least, with some women in the 30s-40s-50s
coming at different times. There’s always coffee and tea with dairy and
coconut-vegan creamer on the table, and folks take turns bringing muffins, etc.
to share. It’s quite formal, with saucers and such.
Last week I was surprised to discover I was not
the only vegan in the group! I had encountered two vegetarians in the
past few months, both women in their 30s. But these vegan ladies were
NEW vegans, who were looking for resources. I was pleased to hand them a few
copies of Vegetarian Journal, as
well as local vegan guides I keep in my car from the York vegan
advocates group in Pennsylvania.
Though I have been vegan for 26 years, it never ceases to
surprise me where I meet other vegans, and how the interest in
veganism can appear out of nowhere, in the most unexpected of places. The
3 women who were new vegans were all over the age of 70. I see in
action how it is critical never to count anyone out. And to always keep vegan
advocacy materials on me!