Text by Cindy Jones, Donor and Board Member One of the best meals I ever had came courtesy of a Chili’s in the Fall of 2008. There was nothing particularly memorable about the food. I can’t remember a thing anyone ordered, actually. The thing that made this meal special was the people I shared it…

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People cry a lot when I’m around. It comes with the job. I have the distinct pleasure of stepping into their lives in the intimate moments where vulnerability and gratitude collide. Tears tend to flow from that intersection with a sort of solemn-but-exuberant beauty. You do what you can to brace for it, but it…

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BEDFORD — The rush of cars along Industrial Boulevard is little more than a murmur in the serenity of the Community Garden. Dirt and leaves sail through the air as Marcus pounces onto an overgrown patch of soil, ripping unwanted foliage from the earth. Underneath the overrun trestles of the adopted plot, morning sunlight dances…

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