We visited Bob's school today, moved in boxes, so sweet to be making a new beginning. I learned today that there is a large international refugee community at his school, from many nations. He will have at least one student from the Congo, one of three brothers known to a friend of mine who works with resettlement for refugees. Apparently there is a very high quality nonprofit apartment complex across the street from the school which houses refugees from all over the world, many of whom have large families which attend the school. We met the young assistant principal, very likable young man and former first grade teacher who was dressed as informally for moving boxes as Bob and I were.