Here it is nine years later (see "History" post linked above) and I've come full circle. That Nepalese family was the first of  9 with whom I have formed close relationships.  I quit counting how many bikes I refurbished (or scrapped, scavenging parts) but I estimate about 750 repaired and passed on to clients and another 100 or so passed on to Working Bikes as just not appropriate for my target audience plus another 100 or so scrapped. At least 100 of the refurbished were kids' bikes, ranging from a couple of the tiny tot ones with no pedals up through all ages to adult.

Now  we will be relocating, and I don't know to what extent, if any, I will be able to continue.  My shop has been half (ok, sometimes more than half) of our garage. The scavenged parts had grown into a small warehouse, with boxes and bins of seats, pedals, kickstands, baskets, handlebars... and wheela! Tires! Tubes! So I contacted Working Bikes to see if they would want anything. I thought maybe some of the really high-end wheels in like-new condition. They said sure, bring them all. So I somewhat hesitantly asked what about things like cassettes,  kickstands... He said sure, bring it.  Then I said, there are a lot of bearing races from bottom brackets, front forks, tons of axle nuts, axles,  seat clamps,  quick-release wheel axles.." Yes, yes. If we can't use it we have volunteers who will sort into containers to ship to our partner shops in Africa.

So two trips to the city, with assistance from two great refugee kids and the operation inspired by Working Bikes  has been absorbed  by Working Bikes.