• Delivering gifts with Letters to Santa (visit pac.charity).
    • The welcome mat in a makeshift basement apartment.
    • The lack of toxic pride or angst in the families we met—just pure gratitude.
    • The reaction of one kid, Isaac, who was basically a caricature of an excited child. He kissed one of our organizers, Val, on the cheek.
  • The ice cream trucks crammed into a lot in a residential neighborhood.
  • The MetroPCS sign in the chassis of an old Blockbuster sign.
  • The relief of a veggie burrito after driving around all day, and eating my first tortilla chip post-wisdom-teeth-surgery (they’re sharp).