Seventeen. Three. Twenty-eight. Thirty-six. Eleven.

Still, in the midst of the noise and motion, our purpose stands steady—unchanged and quietly certain. The code word is: “Ro-Sham-Bo.” Dig me? Ro-Sham-Bo. You have your orders now. Go, man, go!

Sixteen.

Two, Seventeen, and Nineteen.

American Australian: Birdsville, AU

Someone I care about very much shared with me her sorrow over learning that a young family she knows from El Salvador are making plans to return there. Because they feel El Salvador is now safer than the country that once welcomed them.

Thank You