The representatives from the St. Vincent de Paul Society called us and asked if we would like to have part of their building. They knew we were looking and they had extra space.

Lily appeared, wearing her nightclothes, in the doorway. She gave an impatient sigh. 'This is certainly a very LONG private conversation,' she said. 'And there are certain people waiting for their comfort object.'
Lily,' her mother said fondly, 'you're very close to being an Eight, and when you're an Eight, your comfort object will be taken away. It will be recycled to the younger children. You should be starting to go off to sleep without it.'
But her father had already gone to the shelf and taken down the stuffed elephant which was kept there. Many of the comfort objects, like Lily's, were soft, stuffed, imaginary creatures. Jonas's had been called a bear.
Here you are, Lily-billy,' he said. 'I'll come help you remove your hair ribbons.

We purchase many of the food items, personal products, fresh frozen meat, orange juice, etc., that we offer to our clients. We depend on your generosity to be able to keep the pantry open to help our neighbors and friends and all those in need.

We were (housed) in a kitchen in a house on the property where the library is now. The first day, two families came in and within a couple of months we outgrew that kitchen and moved into the location we're at now.

It's going to be an opportunity for artists and organizations. It could be someone representing the Olympia Film Society or Harlequin or another arts group -- writers and poets, filmmaking. Anybody is welcome to come. We are deliberately casting our net very wide. It's going to really be an idea summit.

Every little bit helps. For us, every penny counts.