their finch-ness, their essence, was intact. As individuals, as communities, as nations, we are the constant adapters of ourselves and must constantly ask ourselves the question. Wherein does our finch-ness lie, so to speak: Of what does our essence consist; what are the things we cannot ever give up unless we wish to cease to be ourselves? We move to a new city, a new country; we find ourselves among people we do not know, who do not know us.
