September 2014
Inspiring and Informing Current Jesuit Volunteers
Some Things We Leave, Some We Carry
While I know myself as a
creation of God, I am also
obligated to realize and
remember that everyone
else and everything else are
also God's creation.
—Maya Angelou
Casa Fred Green JVs with their Program Coordinator. From left to right: Megan DeRosier 13, Billy Hood (PC), Allie
Whitefleet 12, Thomas Scharff 12, Kelly Olson 12, John Byrd 13
Kelly Olson, Casa Fred Green, Tacna, Peru 12
Sometimes life seems to be a never-ending series of goodbyes – to childhood, high school,
and university friends, to co-workers and bosses, to teammates and coaches, to neighbors,
and to acquaintances. Every school, job, summer camp, and city brings with it new
relationships and, inevitably, more somber partings. That´s the danger of following our
passions, greatest dreams, and divinely-inspired desires – rarely do they lead us down
comfortable, familiar roads.
But, as is so often quoted, “practice makes perfect,” and learning to say goodbye is no
different. The physical act – the words, the hugs, the promise to stay in touch – becomes less
painful each time. The unpleasant realization that I may never see this person again
becomes less shocking. And the genuine gratitude I feel for sharing part of my life with this
person – however earth-shatteringly momentous or simple and understated our relationship
may have been – outlasts the sadness of saying goodbye to a person who has shaped me in
still-unrecognizable ways. The simple action of mindful thankfulness helps me see the
relationship as, at the very worst, a temporal spot of beauty in my life, and, at the very best,
the beginning of a rewarding long-distance correspondence and the promise of future,
laughter-filled reunions.
The Ignatian Family Teach-In for Justice
Washington DC—Nov 15-17
http://ignatiansolidarity.net/iftj/
In This Issue
 Journeys of Healing
 Now That We’re Here…
 Life is a Circus
 Seventeen High School Girls
 How Do You Want to Be Remembered?
 The Arrupe Pages
All these goodbyes throughout the years, these goodbyes that I have perfected, they don´t
make my heart any smaller. Sure, we leave a bit of our heart with each person we love, just
as we leave our footprints on the sacred ground we walk, our handprints on the people we
hold, our sweat on the battlefield, and our tears on the shoulders of the ones who hold us.
continued on Page 2
 Central American Migration Surge
 Recipe Corner
Journeys of Healing
Some Things We Leave (continued)
No matter how much we give away, however,
we will never be weakened because the ones we
love do not take a piece of our hearts without
also giving us a piece of their own.
e e cummings wrote:
I carry your heart
(I carry it in my heart)
Stephanie Lovina, front and left, at Mono Lake with Homeboy Industries.
Stephanie Lovina, Casa Ita Ford, Los Angeles 14
After just seven days of beginning my
JVC year at Homeboy Industries, I
was invited to attend a five-day
camping retreat at Mono Lake in
northern California with another case
manager and eight homies. I knew I
would be learning a bit about the lake,
hiking a lot, and sleeping outside, but
what I didn’t know is that this
experience would be pivotal to how I
approach my year as a Jesuit
Volunteer.
Mono Lake is said to be in a process of
healing. In the 1940’s, the Los Angeles
Department of Water and Power cut
off the Mono Lake’s tributary streams,
which are the lake’s outlets to
freshwater. This caused the lake to
suffer tremendously: its ecosystem
collapsed, volume decreased, and
salinity doubled. It wasn’t until the
Mono Lake committee was formed in
the 70’s that the government,
volunteers, and nonprofit groups
came together to restore the lake.
After hearing all about this and
listening to everything being done to
‘Save Mono Lake’, I couldn’t help but
think about the seven homeboys and
one homegirl sitting beside me. This is
exactly what happened to them. They
were deprived and cutoff from outlets
of compassion, hope, love, and
kinship in turn suffering
tremendously. They searched for
anything that would fill the voids in
their lives and found that fulfillment
in the gangs they joined and the
lifestyle they lived.
It wasn’t until they came to Homeboy
Industries and someone started
“givin’ a damn about them” (as the
homies would say) that they were
able to rebuild, restore, and ultimately
begin to heal.
They found support and compassion,
hope, love and kinship at Homeboy
Industries. The change that occurs at
Homeboys is a process that doesn’t
happen overnight and isn’t easy, but I
know that as a JV I want to be an
outlet to help the homies heal.
I want to walk beside them in their
journey, listen to their stories, and
love them unconditionally. By doing
these things, I will hopefully become
an outlet they need to realize the self
worth they possess.
This patch-work heart that beats in my chest
knows no borders nor race nor gender nor creed.
It is broken each day by the injustices and pain
present in the world but also strengthened each
day by the promise and hope present in each of
my students. In five months, my time as a Jesuit
Volunteer will come to an end and I will leave
Peru; the magnitude of the goodbyes I will soon
have to say is daunting. But still, my heart, a sortof masochistic drummer boy, keeps time as I
march towards that moment.
It is a realistic, not fatalistic, reminder that the
heartache of a goodbye is part of what I signed
up for: as a volunteer and as a human being.
Without the Crucifixion there is no Resurrection.
Without dark there is no light. Without grief and
pain and heartache, how do we know the true
depth of our love?
Solidarity on Tap
Solidarity on Tap is a series of gatherings at
local pubs to discuss faith and social justice. JVC
and the Ignatian Solidarity Network welcome
all people connected to the Jesuits (including
JVs, FJVs, and Jesuit school alumni) to join!
The next meeting will take place:
Wednesday, September 24 —6:30pm-8:00pm
Urban Chestnut
3229 Washington Avenue
St. Louis, MO 63103
The camping trip was incredible and a
great introduction to everything that
Homeboy Industries stands for – it lit
a fire under me and left me wanting
more…I can’t wait to see what else
this journey brings!
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Now That We Are Here…
Sarah Estrada, Berrigan House, Syracuse 14
Life is a Circus and
Ruben is the Magician
“Now that we are here, nowhere else matters.”
As I drive along the side streets in the city near
Downtown, I try my best to slow down and take a
good look at those words written across a bridge.
Before I go to the underpass, I contemplate taking
my phone out and taking a picture of it. But, does
stopping and taking a picture of something
beautiful, captivating, marvelous or wonderful, or
something that draws my attention actually taking
in that “moment?”
Being present is one of the most difficult things to
do. It challenges one to surrender to the
possibilities of life, the chance, the luck of the
draw, etc. It goes against the somewhat
independent nature of the self, and causes one to
simply be open and vulnerable to the unknown.
It has been roughly two weeks since moving to
the East Coast, and I am trying to be an open
book. Amidst my obviously displayed difference
written all over my small eyes, flat nose and tan
skin, I am doing my best to be present. Sometimes
I feel too hopeful to learning and trying new
things that I forget who I am and lose myself.
Sometimes I forget the worth of my personal
experiences. But it is not easy when I feel that
someone else’s reaction dictates its significance, or
importantly, m y significance.
There already have been times where individuals
I have come across with dictated to me my stance
and my place in their life. How, in certain
situations, my reaction, my perspective, etc. is due
to the “difference” written all over my face. The
way that some individuals address me or fail to
look me in the eyes makes me forget that I am part
of the story. Is it bad that I almost expect it?
Wangari Maathai House JVs on retreat in the spring. From left to right: Alyson
Erin
Van Tiem
Navaro,
13, Dar
Erin es
Navaro
Salaam,
13, Tanzania
Katie McCann
13 12, Kathleen Kardos 12.
Erin Navaro, Wangari Maathai House, Dar es Salaam, Tanzania 13
There is magic in every corner of my universe. Every student is a
magician and every laugh is a successful trick. Ruben is the ringleader of
every scheme. He steals the light with his enormously round-shaped
eyes. He is clever, he is sly, he is the star of his own show.
Yesterday, unbeknownst to me, I was sitting front row at Ruben’s
performance. I was looking, quite frantically, for my last piece of new,
white, unbroken chalk. “Ruben,” I thought, “he must have it.” Who else
would steal the chalk? (The actual answer is that it’s pretty much fair
game in grade IV). When asked, Ruben responded with a dubious look
and a more dubious reply, “Me, teacha? Nahhhh.” Knowingly, I checked
his hands, his pockets, and succumbing to the magician, I came up
empty handed.
It is just so unfortunate that I have allowed my
own self-belittlement to influence my outlook on
the present. But is it my fault that I was born with
the color of my skin, the culture in my heart, and
into a society where such aspects of my life have
already been deemed “different?”
Slightly confused and slightly alarmed at my forgetfulness (you better be
as sure as hell to keep a 20/20 on your brand new piece of chalk, because
in a 4th grade classroom it’s like gold), I left the room, but not the show. I
turned around to give Ruben my best “evil eye” and almost as if he’d
calculated my reaction, he spun around and winked as he held between
his thumb and his pointer finger, a fragment of what used to be my new,
white, unbroken piece of chalk.
As I reflect on that quote written on the bridge,
one day I will change it to this: “Where I have
been has led me here. Now I am here. And I
matter.”
I suppose that’s what all great magicians have in common: the ability to
master their own audience. Leave them feeling both violated and special.
They convince them that perhaps they aren’t in control but maybe it’s
better that way. More special.
One day I will garner the strength to move this
beyond a small blog post and do “something”
about it. But isn’t it unfortunate that it has to be
me, the girl with the “color difference” to be the
one to initiate the change?
They cut their audiences. They dirty them. They chop them up, and put
them together again in a way that leaves them feeling more whole than
they were in the beginning, before they even sat down in their seats. And
more whole than they’ll ever be again. Like being chopped up and glued
together again was the only way life could happen.
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Seventeen High School Girls
flock to Punta Gorda for the chance of a
lifetime - to serve the people of Belize.
Old tennis shoes are brought out of
hiding, Nalgenes are purchased in bulk,
and flights are booked. And just like
that, swarms of high school and collegeaged students from the United States
arrive in Central America for one week
of service work. They build schools,
they tutor students, and they sing
songs. Week after week.
neighbors go to. I eat tortillas, rice and
beans, Hudut, tamales, and panades
just like my co-workers; I listen to the
same radio stations, wear the same
clothes, and catch the same flu viruses; I
will eventually speak Criole. Yet,
though our lives are so in sync, I realize
I will never entirely understand what it
means to be a Belizean.
This is why I believe I struggle with
international service groups. Like me,
And then it happens. Blogs are opened
they are eager to get the most out of
and pictures are downloaded, one after
Pat Decker, Julian Cho House,
their experience. Serving in Belize w as
another. Me and m y best friend ,
Punta Gorda, Belize 13
Life-Changing. Like me, they will eat the
Roberta, from Crique Sarco Village.
same food for a week and maybe even
Building a school for the poor in Belize.
Last night, I walked into a room with 17
learn a few Criole words. But what they
And of course: They d on't have m uch
girls on a one-week service trip to Punta
will not do is feel complete solidarity
but they are so happy.
Gorda, Belize from a private high
with the people of Belize (and neither
Recently, an unnamed girl from a
school in Denver, Colorado.
will I). They have probably never lived
service trip took a picture of a
in a village, and therefore shouldn't call
Picture it: tie-dyed t-shirts and
schoolboy after he said he didn't want
a villager their best friend after one
bandanas just so to match. I enter
his picture to be taken in the library. He week. They will never build a scho ol for
amongst giggles and quickly made my
ran to his teacher, "Miss, I don't want
the poor, because Belizeans aren' t poor. And
way to an open chair. Once seated, they
the white girl to take my picture
they will never fully understand the
wanted to learn more about JVC so I
because she will make me look naked
true joys or struggles of any Belizean
gave a brief and well-rehearsed
on Facebook."
because one week is just not enough.
introduction about myself and work.
Like them, I will never feel
I am not here to change
"My name is Patrick... I'm from
unblemished solidarity with the people
Minnesota... I studied psychology at
of Belize.
anything. I am here to be me,
college in Maryland...I work with
and I am here to be transformed These trips and these experiences aren't
teachers in the Toledo village schools..."
by my neighbors, my coworkers, for the people. They are for us, and this
Then it was question-and-answer time,
is one of the most important lessons we
and my community.
and the girls didn't hold back.
can learn from our time abroad. I am
not in Belize to serve anyone. I am not
Something I have learned about the
“What is the most challenging part
here to m ak e a d iff erence . I am not here
application of solidarity since arriving
about living here?" Honestly... do you
to change anything. I am here to be me,
in Belize is that it is an imperfect
really want to know? It's when groups
and I am here to be transformed by my
aspiration. I now believe that solidarity,
like yours come and act as if you are
neighbors, my coworkers, and my
in its purest form, can only be an
this country's saving grace.
community.
abstract idea.
"The distance from family and friends,"
Whether it is for one week or two years, Once this notion is developed, the
I reply, compromising.
a person will never be able to fully walk whole experience begins to change.
in another culture's shoes. This may
One question that came towards the
Relationships form, friendships
end was, "Do you think it's worth it for sound harsh, but it is a reality we must blossom, and soon I am jumping from
assume if we are ever going to make a
us to come?" I sat speechless. I sat
house to house - laughing with
difference.
speechless because I know the truth.
neighbors, sharing meals, drinking rum,
No, it's not worth it for the people here.
and most importantly, allowing my
I have been living and working in
And then I paused... but it is worth it
new friends to teach me how to live in a
Punta Gorda, Belize, for more than one
for you.
new way. The state of Belize will not
year now. I work at a job that a Belizean
change during the two years I live and
could easily hold and I go to the same
Time after time, group after group,
work here. But what has and will
ideology after ideology, service groups farmers market and church my
continue to change is me.
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How Do You Want to be Remembered?
Andy Devivo, Santiago, Chile 12
Today my school celebrated a mass for our
eighth graders. The slogan of the mass,
“The Start of a New Path,” could have just
as easily been the slogan for me in eighth
grade or the slogan for the start of my
current transition as I spend my last
semester in Chile.
The mass was beautiful with the eighth
graders having planned it, deciding the
songs, and the readings. When it came time
for the homily the priest began to read a
passage written by Martin Luther King Jr.
in which he asks to be remembered not for
what he won or earned, but for how he
loved the people around him. And then he
asked the question, “How do you want to
be remembered at this school?”
The school, Instituto Pad re Hurtad o , is a
small school located on the outskirts of the
city of Santiago. On my first day in the
school I met the founder, a very elderly
lady named Tía Irm a. She said, “This is
your house. Whatever you need just tell
me.” And after twenty months there I can
tell you that this is true not only for when I
am in the school, but for any aspect of my
life in Santiago. And it is not only true for
me, but for all the members of my
community.
I learned that the ultimate act of
justice I could do was simply to
show dignity to each of my
students by loving them.
The students at my school are, to use a
favorite Spanish word, cariñosos. Or as we
would say in English loveable and caring.
A lot of them grow up in houses that rob
their innocence, but they will hug you, take
care of you and be loyal to you if you only
show them the respect they deserve.
When I first arrived at the Instituto Pad re
Hurtado to be the new English teacher I felt
welcomed by the administration and that
seemed to be enough to calm my nerves.
They taught me some tricks about
discipline and gave me some tips on
teaching.
Andy Devivo, left in back with his community in Santiago, Chile.
However, when I met the students I learned
about how to have patience, love, and trust.
I learned that a smile is more powerful than
a yell. I learned that the ultimate act of
justice I could do was simply to show
dignity to each of my students by loving
them.
So now I return to the question posed by
the priest, “How do I want to be
remembered at this school?” When he
asked me at the mass in front of my
students, I said that I want to be
remembered for always being able to find
one good thing in each of my students and
encouraging them to nurture that thing.
completed and with these assignments and
the conversations outside of class, I have
come to know who my students are, where
they come from and where they want to go.
I am not the best English teacher and I
really do not care to be remembered for my
role as an English teacher. However, I do
hope that when someone asks Harold how
he plans to become an Airplane Mechanic
he can remember that in Mr. Andy’s
English workshop he outlined his future
plans in English while writing a letter to
Wiz Kalifa.
I hope that when Fabian thinks of his pet
rabbit he remembers that Tío Andy cares so
Not all of my students are good at English,
much about his pet too. And I hope that
but some are excellent brothers, sisters,
when Isidora stands in front of a crowd and
friends, artists, sports players, singers,
speaks she remembers that the first time she
dancers, mathematicians, writers, etc. The
conquered her fear of public speaking was
beauty of being an English teacher is that I
at an English spelling bee in a downtown
can learn about my students as they learn
hotel. I hope that when my students think
English.
of me they say, “He cared enough to listen
and pay attention,” and with that I would
Design a family tree. Write a paragraph
about what you want to do when you finish be forever content.
school. Design the perfect town. These are
all assignments that my students have
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Welcome to The Arrupe Pages!
This special section of the In the Field newsletter is focused specifically on
social justice, advocacy, and community engagement opportunities for JVs.
The contents on The Arrupe Pages may be used for community and
spirituality nights, or to host discussions on social justice issues in the U.S.
and abroad. The Arrupe Pages is a product of the partnership between JVC,
Jesuit Refugee Service (JRS)/USA and the National Advocacy Office of the
Jesuit Conference.
As Jesuit Volunteers, many of you are working in direct service positions and
witnessing social injustice on a daily basis. Advocacy is how you will begin
to address the root causes of this injustice and work for change on a systemic
level. Think of The Arrupe Pages as a resource for you as you seek to take
action and advocate for the communities in which you live and serve. We
know you are busy and that between your placements, community and
spirituality nights, and trying to spice up those Ramen noodles, it isn’t easy
to find time to advocate for the issues you care about. This newsletter is
meant to give you some inspiration and empower you to take action.
The current JV serving as the Outreach Coordinator of JRS/USA is
responsible for getting the content out on the Arrupe Pages. But ultimately,
we would like to make The Arrupe Pages accessible and useful, and would
love to include more features that highlight the great work JVs are doing to
organize around social justice issues in their communities or on a national
level. If you have any photos, links, other media, reflections, or advocacy
articles that are between 100 to 250 words, and you would like to be featured
in The Arrupe Pages, please e-mail [email protected]!
Some advocacy ideas for JVs in the U.S. include:

Participating in a rally

Contacting lawmakers through a letter-writing campaign

Scheduling an in-district meeting with your representative

Attending the Ignatian Solidarity Network’s annual Teach-In for Justice

Working with local coalitions to advocate for issues impacting your
community
Ignatian Spirituality and
the Society of Jesus
The Daily Examen is a technique of prayerful
reflection on the events of the day in order to
detect God’s presence and discern his
direction for us. The Examen is an ancient
practice in the Church that can help us see
God’s hand at work in our whole experience.
The method presented here is adapted from a
technique described by Ignatius Loyola in his
Spiritual Exercises. St. Ignatius thought that the
Examen was a gift that came directly from
God, and that God wanted it to be shared as
widely as possible. One of the few rules of
prayer that Ignatius made for the Jesuit order
was the requirement that Jesuits practice the
Examen twice daily—at noon and at the end
of the day. It’s a habit that Jesuits, and many
other Christians, practice to this day.
Busy? Try doing a six-session “Lunchtime
Examen”: www.ignatianspirituality.com/
ignatian-prayer/the-examen/lunchtimeexamen/.
This is a version of the five-step Daily
Examen that St. Ignatius practiced:
1. Become aware of God’s presence.
2. Review the day with gratitude.
3. Pay attention to your emotions.
4. Choose one feature of the day and pray
from it.
5. Look toward tomorrow.
Fr. Pedro Arrupe, SJ (19071991), was a Spanish Jesuit
priest and the 28th Superior
General of the Society of Jesus.
His commitment to justice and
his conviction of living a life
dedicated to the poor and
marginalized helped transform
the Catholic Church worldwide.
Taken from www.ignatianspirituality.com/
ignatian-prayer/the-examen/#examen-part-ofyour-day.
Source: http://www.xavierhs.org/
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Engage the Issues: Central American Migration Surge
Migration from the Northern Triangle of Central America – El
Salvador, Guatemala, and Honduras – has risen steadily
during the past four years due to an increase in violence.
Organized criminal networks in the drug trade and in some
cases of the political sector, along with trafficking groups and
corruption, often causes conflict along smuggling routes.
Children in particular are caught in the middle of this conflict.
The powerful members of organized crime are now
collaborating with street gangs from the late 90s by carrying
out extortions, assassinations, and force recruitment of
children into their ranks by using “join or die” tactics.
These children are as young as five and six and can also face
sexual violence at the hands of gang members. This is why
schools have become a popular place for this type of
recruitment.
Unfortunately, teachers who intervene and try to protect their
students are killed. If they witness a crime or they are the
victim of a crime, their only choice is to move since there are
no real witness protection systems. If they do not flee, they
know they will be targeted long before the case ever gets to
trial, if it even gets investigated at all. These cycles all add to
corruption in the region that leads children to seek refuge in
other countries.
No matter how many times they move within their country –
to a new neighborhood, or a new city – safety is hard to find.
Therefore, their only option is to leave their country and flee to
a surrounding one, often Belize, Panama, Nicaragua, Costa
Rica, Mexico, or the United States. When they end up on our
border, in our country, they deserve to be protected and cared
for in a system that acknowledges the violence and corruption
they’re fleeing and the victimization and trauma they’re
experiencing.
Unfortunately, on June 30, President Obama announced that
he would ask Congress to eliminate the screening process that
protects immigrant children who arrive in the United States
without guardians.
These children are screened by
the Department of Homeland
Security in order to evaluate
the severity of the way they
were possibly trafficked and to
identify if they are eligible for
refugee status.
Therefore, lives of vulnerable
children are at risk of being
endangered if Congress passes
this bill and eliminates the
screening process. (See article:
http://bit.ly/1yaqj6I)
On July 29th, in response to
this, the outgoing President of
the Jesuit Conference, Fr. Tom Smolich appealed on behalf of
the Jesuits of the United States with a letter that called on our
nation’s political leaders to “uphold the dignity of the human
person and the sacredness of human life” when considering
policy solutions that address the increasing numbers of
children fleeing violence in Central America.
Help us to preserve due process protections for
unaccompanied children fleeing harm under the bi -partisan
Trafficking Victims Protection Reauthorization Act of 2008.
We need you to take action now to build strength behind Fr.
Smolich’s message by emailing your elected leaders through
this link: http://bit.ly/1qsGyat.
After you take action, watch this video http://bit.ly/1q4Vy0J
for more information about the conditions compelling children and families to flee Honduras, Guatemala, and El Salvador.
For more information about the myth and fact on Central
American Migrations Surge visit here: http://bit.ly/1zzHNZ6.
TAKE ACTION
Sign up to become a Jesuit Advocate
(to receive Action Alerts & Updates from the National
Advocacy Office of the Jesuit Conference & JRS):
Go to JRSUSA.org, then click on “Stay
Informed” (on the top middle).
Click on the Action Alert after filling in the
appropriate contact information.
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Red Kidney Beans Prepared the JV Way
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From Belize City JVs, from their own “Kitchen Component” Cookbook compiled many, many
years ago!
content you’d like to read
These tips are good for any dry beans. We mostly use red kidney beans but black beans
make a nice change. Belizeans have an uncanny sense of how much rice and water to
add when they make rice and beans -- we don’t, so we use this method.
In the Field.
about in future issues of
The easiest way to prepare beans is to soak them in the morning. Put them in a large
pot because they will expand. If possible, use rain water because the beans will soften
up quicker and cook faster. Make sure there is plenty of water over them. Add
chopped garlic as this will cut down on gas later on. After noon, put them on to boil.
Simmer for two hours. Keep an eye on the water level so they won’t burn.
For Rice and Beans: Drain and save liquid. Measure 2 cups beans, 4 cups bean
water, 2 cups rice, 1 cup coconut oil. Add 2 small onions (chopped), 1 clove garlic,
and salt and pepper to taste.
For Stewed Beans: Great over corn bread. Keep the water just at the top of the
beans. They will automatically soften and make a sauce.
For Refried Beans: Drain some of the liquid and mash with the bottom of a bottle
you have lying around.
Garnishes:
Did you make too many beans? No problem. Make a good amount of refried beans (1
cup per person), adding additional bean juice for a soupy consistency. Fry corn tortillas
until stiff. Drain on pieces of torn brown grocery sacks (we can’t believe we used to
waste paper towels for this!). Schmear bean sauce on fried tortillas. Top with these
shredded or diced toppings: cheese, hot sauce, pickled peppers, onion, green peppers,
or cabbage.
Say hello to the
Berkeley, CA
Jesuit Volunteers of
Casa Thea Bowman!
Left to Right: Jenny
Spink, Cassie
Sodergren, Anthony
Russo, Courtney
Weber (front row),
Kate McGovern,
Victoria Richey,
Lauren O’Brien
(back row).
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