If you’re as weary as I am of discussions of immigration that instantly devolve into name-calling and ugly stereotypes, please read Staff Writer Sarah Hofius Hall‘s uplifting stories on Nepali-Bhutanese refugees settling in Scranton.

When was the last time you heard about people moving to Scranton for a better life? With the help of Catholic Social Services and federal funding, these hard-working, law-abiding families are learning English, finding jobs and opening businesses and buying homes. They are becoming taxpaying citizens, proud Americans and happy Scrantonians.

Two months ago, Ran Zurung, 30, lived in a refugee camp in Nepal. , in a home made of bamboo and plastic. Today, home is a Hill Section apartment he shares with his wife, 9-year-old son, 6-year-old daughter and grandmother.

“Everybody told me about the job opportunities here,” he told Sarah through an interpreter. “I will work and support my family. It’s great for me to be in Scranton.”

Welcome to the neighborhood, Ran, and thanks for reminding us that behind every obstacle waits an opportunity for those willing to seize it.