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"What is a home? Turning to the dictionaries I find it variously described as a 'place of constant residence;' . . . And so I think the Immigrants' Home is misnamed. Certainly, as a place of constant residence, it is not the home desired by immigrants or to be pointed out as a great inducement to bring people 12,000miles acaross the sea to settle in Victoria. It is not their own house or private dwelling, and if peole dwell together there it cannot be said to be the above of their affections.. . . "
The Argus 1876-04-29
"In September, in one of these trucks, I sat across from a recently married couple in their 20s, from Tehran. The wife, who was seven months pregnant, wore a red blouse stretched over her stomach; the husband a tank top, thick-rimmed glasses and a faux hawk that revealed a jagged scar (courtesy, he said, of the Iranian police.) Two months had passed since they flew to Jakarta; this was their fourth attempt to leave. Twice, en route to the boat that would bring them to Australia, they were intercepted, detained and paid bribes for their release. Another time, the boat foundered shortly after starting out. All the same, they were confident this trip would be different. Like everyone else's in the truck, theirs was a desperate kind of faith. "Tonight wwe will succeed," the husband assured me. They were determined that their child be born 'there.'"
New York Times Magazine 2013-11-17
"An Awakening: Murrow and the Migrants" - Dale Wright Interview from Robert Miraldi's "Muckraking and Objectivity"
Greenwood Press 1990-01-01
"For five hot and dusty weeks this summer I'd waited at SOME House to hear those words."I arrived there at dawn each morning, eager to explore a mysterious phenomenon known in the slums of Washington as 'the Bus,' a motley assortment of vans that show up at public parks, unemployment offices, sherlters and soup kitchens a dozen times or more from July to November to load up with men desperate for work. "Some have given the Bus a more ominous name -- the Black Dispatch . . ."
The Washington Post 1983-10-09