You know, when people hear that I’m involved in refugee resettlement, or they learn that I wrote a book about it, one of the most frequent questions I get is, “How did you get into thaaaat?” Here’s a little more detail than I normally give in conversation…
It all started innocently enough. Back in 1998 or 1999, I don’t recall exactly, I was at a business networking meeting. Instead of giving his normal business introduction, Bill, one of the regulars, spoke about refugee resettlement. Prior to this introduction, I had no idea there was anything we could do to help refugees. Heck, at that time I barely knew what a refugee was. Unless there was a story on the news about a large number of refugees because of some event, the concept was not on my radar.
Bill was looking to find church groups that would be willing to help refugee families who were arriving in the Milwaukee area. While I took an immediate interest in the concept, I did not take any significant action until a couple years later. With the need greater than ever, and Bill sounding desperate to make progress, I made arrangements for him to talk at a social concerns meeting at my church. It was all going, more-or-less, as you would expect an introductory meeting to go. But then Bill did something to personalize the experience, at least for me. Bill opened a folder, pulled out some papers, and passed them around the room. This paper revealed a brief written biography of a family that needed our help. Mom, dad, three kids, along with names and ages. Wow, these are real people and so is the need!
Although Bill could not predict an exact arrival date, the fact that he already had a biography meant that arrival was imminent. I realized right then, that if anything was to be done for this family, it would have to start with me. I had only one question for the social concerns team, “If I can get a group together to help, can we say that our church will do this?” The answer was a resounding YES.
First I needed to get my wife on board. I knew this would be work, and I needed her to understand what we were going to do. She agreed to help. My team just doubled! Then I started making phone calls to members of our church. I continued until I had a group of 10 volunteers. We barely had a team put together when I learned that the family was to arrive on September 7. The flurry of activity had begun and we didn’t even know what we were really supposed to do or how to do it. But we were off and running, no point in looking back now!