During work a few summers ago, I met a manager. This was her second job, and she worked because she liked dealing with our kind of teenagers. She was stern at times, but also willing to go to us for conversations during lunch, an escape from the dullness of her office. She and her husband had raised many foster children, and most of them, she assumed, ended up in jail, or worse. One girl she adopted could be kind and caring one moment, and brutally beat another girl so fiercely a team of men had
to pull her off the other girl. My manager had dealt with many such cases, including a few she refused to talk about. Her commitment to the ideals of justice were thus strong, and she celebrated when criminals like Madoff were brought low.
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