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.