Something: Town I and Parents

something: It was happening in our own backyards, even in our own small town, according to Hamilton Spectator. I asked my parents why we were not part of it. I have strong memories of sitting at my parents dining room table with a newspaper open before me, looking at photographs of overcrowded boats and reading about Canadians who were helping the families from Vietnam to a new life in our country. Sponsorship was a big responsibility, they said, something only a group could take on. A club. A church, maybe. (www.immigrantscanada.com). As reported in the news.