I don't have a toothbrush and other stories

Often at the end of such busy days, the ladies would sit quietly in my living room. I loved those evenings with a fire burning and...

We had started with the post-its stuck on every item in the house, and with the donation from Jeanne Marie, each person had a notebook...

We had a nice big house, but with thirteen more occupants, I had to do a little rearranging, be a little creative. I had plenty of help,...

Bert picked us up very early in the morning. Definitely not my time of day, Bobby, Seng, and Annie were ready, and we headed downtown...

I had made a joke, with Bobby, and had used a " press'n peels", (the early post-its) to stick on his forehead to remind him- of the words...

They seemed to follow me around the house, commenting quietly to each other, on each thing I did or used. I got out the vacuum cleaner,...

The chaos and excitement of the first week or so had taken a toll on my little girls. They were tired and getting cranky. It had been...

Goodren, a dignified woman, also a professor at the University, began to give me the organizational chart she had made with the rest of...

So it all began. Endless forms to fill out, immigration, social services, school registrations, doctor and clinic forms. And no real...

I woke up the next morning to my dog whining and a loud crash coming from the bathroom. That was followed by some water turning on and...

Loretta had warned about the first part of coming home. She explained how since this group was direct from the border, they hadn't even...

Quaker meeting every Sunday. We meditated. We prayed for the innocent Cambodians. We pondered the horror of the slaughter. Then we...

" Miriam, have you adjusted the mirrors?" " Yes, Francis, I have, Do you have your seat belt on, Dear?" " Of course, and I have the...