Dust storm
When the rains stop, the dust begins. Visibility drops, our hills, the Mogillas, slowly fade away, my eyes get red, and at the end of a flying day, even, it’s like coming back from a day at a dusty beach… it gets...
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Highs and lows today
Today James Naakwa came to the house. I recognized him immediately, he was one of the vo tec students I helped teach electrical theory to back in 2011. He’s done well at a Diguna mission run school near Eldoret for the...
Read MoreDriving back to school
Even great things must come to an end. Today it worked out for me to drive the “school bus” to take Olivia back to RVA. The school bus happened to be a Cessna 206. I’m glad I got to be the one taking her, but...
Read MoreLong Days Part 1
It’s still dark outside, but their eyes are wide open. Perhaps the airplane seems even smaller in the pre-dawn hours, or maybe they can’t believe all five of them will fit inside. They hide their fear well. I pretend it’s no big...
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