Dorsey, Walter, and all the people whose names were absent from our official history but whose help had kept our doors open.

No cameras were invited.

We put folding chairs in the workshop room, served soup and bread, and asked anyone who wanted to speak to share a moment when someone had made an ordinary day bearable.

A bus driver described waiting an extra minute for a parent struggling with a stroller.

A retired teacher remembered paying an examination fee for a student without announcing it to the class.

Melissa, now employed as a nursing assistant, spoke about the childcare help that had allowed her to finish her certification.