When I was a child, the wonderful White Fathers of Africa (missionaries) lived in a run-down Victorian house in NJ. The sisters, The White Sisters of Africa, lived in an OK building. I remember when I was about 10, those lovely women feeding me potato chips - which they had never tasted. I hated to tell them that they were stale. I think they were poor - but certainly happy women.
Yes, they were great. I think they were mostly Irish from Ireland. My husband was stationed some place (I never knew exactly where, since he was in Army Intelligence) where he knew a lot of them.