From May 21, 2019
Entering Santa Chiara after a week in Florida is like boarding speeding train.
After all the kisses and hugs, I made my way up to the office to unlock the desk and remove my lap top so Billy could set it up and make sure I had a connection to the internet. It didn’t take long for Bency and Naïve and the other kids living on the second floor to squeeze into the tiny space. They know dad’s two black carry-on knapsacks will have some gifts.