Cross on the Wall
It’s about doggone time I made an update.
I have an anecdote to recount along with the update.
The first — the anecdote — is something of a flashback to our return to Mae Sot a week or so ago. It was a powerful moment that I have, until now, kept to myself out of a certain awe.
Our very first morning in Mae Sot involved a brief stint of helping out the Outpour staff, while the remainder of the day was a time for rest (a very tiresome, boring one, as it turned out to be). We were assisting Outpour staff in cleaning out a warehouse-type building. It was once host to a...