To live for a principle

I Fell in love when I was thirteen. Not with a boy (that didn't happen until some years later), but with a cause. I wasn't particularly looking for an ideal to commit to. I was happy at home and in school. But one summer I volunteered at a day–care center for children of migrant workers. Mexican braceros harvested the fields surrounding our California town, and the children who were too young to pick crops were cared for at the community church.

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March 20, 2000
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