Plastic Farm AnimalsHere, thanks to Jim Illo, are home movies taken from my mother’s childhood. When John, Bob and Jim visited Mom last Mother’s Day this year, they watched the video on Mom’s television. Jim set my camera next to Mom and so recorded her narration. There is a lot of great footage from the 30’s here, […]
Well, we’ve officially been in “Kumasi here” for a year. These are some things we have learned. Friends happen anywhere Letting go is easier when you have no control over your situation White towels are a bad idea People won’t turn their backs on you, even if they look you straight in the eye while […]
I learned a lot about my father yesterday when I read the following article for the first time. The story was published in the Carlisle Sentinel on May 21st, 1994 and my mother had slipped a photo copy of it into my 2013 birthday card. We don’t check the mail that often, but Bob had […]
One of many reasons we moved to Ghana a year ago was because the national language is English. In Kumasi, one out of every twenty people I encounter has a passable grasp of English enabling us to communicate on a very superficial level. The other nineteen speak primarily Twi or French with a few rudimentary […]
It was a close call. And an eye-opener. Daniel nearly died of heat stroke. He had walked the few dusty blocks to the main road in the heat of the day and returned in a taxi to collapse just inside our front gate. Fortunately, Bob was sitting at his desk with a view of the […]