Here I am in DC. I arrived last night (Sunday). I'm staying in Georgetown and it's a great little town. It kinda reminds me of La Jolla in that it is charming and beautiful with cute little shops. On Sunday night I met up with a group of volunteers and we went out for pizza and beer. This morning I went to the Holocaust Memorial (highly recommended) and then we had our first day of training. It seems like everybody has the same anxieties as I do, which is comforting.
I am happy so far. I would write more if I wasn't dead tired right now, but I promise my postings will be more exciting than this in the upcoming weeks.
Here is a poem I saw at the Holocaust Memorial. It struck a cord with me and I think you'll like it too. This is one of several translations from German, and the poem is attributed to Martin Niemoller.
- First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out -
- because I was not a Socialist.
- Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out -
- because I was not a Trade Unionist.
- Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out -
- because I was not a Jew.
- Then they came for me - and there was no one left to speak for me.
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