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At 4211 San Jacinto |
Here are photos (link to ~70 photos is here) from our work with Cambodian refugees
1981-86 (and afterward). Those were very intense times. They really were the best of times. They really
were the worst of times. Thousands of severely traumatized people were dumped
into rough neighborhoods in Old East Dallas with little to no help. We were
there seven days/week doing whatever needed to be done – helping people get
into the healthcare system; helping families get enough food to eat; hearing
the stories of torture, concentration camps, starvation (“sleep, sleep, die”), and
murder; sitting with people dying; getting the East Dallas Health Center
started; all of that and more. Some of the story is told with the photos at the
below link and other places in this journal; some of the story cannot be told.
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At New Year ceremony |
Those
were the days when we did far more than we could possibly do. How our hearts
burned, how we fought injustice and cruelty, how we wept, how we raged, how we
did and became more than we had imagined was possible. The people – their
lives, their pain, their strength, their beauty. Leslie said, “All of it was an
injustice. And (regarding Rith) it was love at first sight.” And there we
were.
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