Luckily, as soon as we resettled, west of Camp Pendleton in San Clemente, my mother began cooking up a storm, recreating family favorites as she was able to find Vietnamese staples such as fish sauce and sticky rice.
Fortunately, Roscoe found work a hundred miles west, at Beaver Camp, near the town of Forks on the Olympic Peninsula, about as far west as one could go in the then-forty-eight states.
In Dakar, the African Development Bank sponsored to fly in entrepreneurs from ten African nations to pitch at, and attend the GIST West African Startup Boot Camp.