Volunteers

  • “When we walk our way and encounter a man who comes towards us, walking his way, we know our way only and not his; for his comes to life for us only in the encounter.” Martin Buber, I and Thou There is a fragility to the connection that binds communities together. This is no different…

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  • Friday, 29 August, marks a dark anniversary. Ghost-like memories rise of the people and places of New Orleans, Houston, Beaumont, San Antonio, and places in between. There is no “I” in these recollections. There is only “We.” There are odors that linger in the nostrils. Sounds that can still be heard. A sense of touch…

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