Our history sings with the names of men and women who sought asylum in this country. They believed in the American dream and they are part of our heritage. There are those waiting. now. to come In. who might well help to determine our destiny. As we traveled amongst the displaced. we kept hearing this refrain of an American poet: "Who gave me the sweet and gave my brother dust to eatand when will his ship come in?" If you should care to help to bring in the ship of a refugee whose hope is wearing thin. we shall be glad to forward your donation to the appropriate authorities.