espite my best efforts, I frequently found myself in the position that I feared most: sitting and being present with the family . . . In my other volunteer experiences, that isn't usually a requirement . . . I think that "doing" makes my encounters with injustice bearable for me. "Being" is hard, but maybe the act of being present with this family and allowing myself to be seen by them was a gift. It was a gift for me and it is something that will be with me for the rest of my life. -Student participant in Grassi and Armon, Chapter 16.