It was the perfect part-time job for me that year:
driving throughout the D.C. metropolitan area
finding households I'd been assigned to interview; 
treating each person with respect, gaining confidence, 
building rapport, asking questions, checking boxes, 
all by hand, face to face, no computers.
We were on a roll New Year's Day in mild weather
biking around the national mall with our kids
in yellow plastic seats behind us.
There were hard times like when I sold my high school 
and college rings to supplement grocery money.
But we were carefree every Sunday, appreciating and being 
appreciated by our growing and diverse church family.
Grateful for Ted's teaching job at Barrie Day School,
we bought a big old Hyattsville house.
Duffy started kindergarten at Washington Christian School
with my sister Nancy as his teacher.