In early September, my father died. Relative to the majority in developing countries, he was blessed with a long life of 82 years. More amazing in terms of American culture, my parents were married 58 years.

A bomb last night at Chris (ANC up here). He and the family okay. Car totally destroyed and part of the home. The guy setting the bomb error somewhere along the line and it went off, burnt him badly. He is a Mosotho, in his shock he mumbled things about Alfred from Bloemfontein.

Although I’m very glad Rhonda was transferred to our office in Nairobi, I had one regret and that was that I would be losing my contact with you. Anyhow, I will always be grateful for the chance of meeting you, and I hope my travels will bring me again to Lesotho while you are still there.