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Time has a way of marching on, actually flying by ~ whoosh.  It’s been awhile since Jessie and I have posted anything on our blog.  She has been in Provence painting and I have been home tending her dogs (and mine).  Sometimes life is just one long dog-walk!

This is Joseph, his lovely wife and son.  And now they have a daughter. Joseph was in my very first pastoral care classes at Msalato in 2008.  He has become a dear friend.  He has been sick quite a lot this year which concerns me and hurts my heart.  Their daughter was burned recently but she is doing well now.  Sandy writes that she seldom hears of a hut or home burning, but that the children often suffer bad burns.  We don’t know why.  Could it be the open fires that the women cook over?

I have lovely memories of Joseph.  The first years we were there he came by on Sundays to walk me to chapel at the girl’s school nearby where he translated for me and showed me the ropes if I was participating in the service.  Even in August he wore a Christmas tie, I am sure the only one he owned.  One year Emmanuel’s Thrift Shop gave us a lot of neckties and children’s clothes to take, so Joseph got some ties that were seasonally appropriate!  It really didn’t matter that he had on a Christmas tie for he was always such a gentleman.  I have a special picture of him holding my hand as he lead me up a steep, rocky path in the Rift Valley.  A priest now, he is also a farmer.  He is one of the chief gardeners at the college and he also takes care of one of the instructor’s chickens.  Sandy says is he quite clever in all things.  Once he told us that he would like to have bees.  I mailed him articles on bee keeping but don’t think that has happened yet.

 His son now goes to Bishop Stanway Primary School where Jessie taught art.  Sandy writes that he is a sweetheart.  There is something wrong with one of his eyes ~ you might be able to see it in the  photograph.  His left eye lid droops.  I’ve written to ask if it can be fixed there.   Perhaps it is something Karimu could do.

While I was looking for a picture of Joseph I found pictures of the hospital in Kilamatendi where Joseph once took us.  Since I am having my first cataract surgery this coming Thursday I was reminded how fortunate we are to have quality medical facilities.  This hospital, though rock solid, built by the Germans, is pretty bare bones.  As my face must have shown some shock one of the only two doctors told me that they save lives.  Many of their patients are pregnant women who come by foot as their due date nears.  They call them “ladies in waiting.”  If they waited for labor pains most would not make it to the hospital in time.  Those in the bush often bleed out before they can get help.  Yes, they do save lives and we were privileged to see and meet new mothers and those who were sitting under trees with their food and kangas they had brought to sustain themselves as they waited.  There is no provision for food at the hospital.

For all that they DON’T have ~ they still find love and joy and I miss them very much.

Blessings and love to our readers,


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