Today was an all day affair at the house. The work is coming along nicely and I do believe by the end of next week the roof will be ready for concrete. Two of the pitches have been framed in and we started putting plywood on them today. I am always amazed at how these guys do the things they do. All the lumber is cut with machetes or a small hand saw. As the boss was framing in the pitches he used only the machete to make ALL his cuts. Totally blew me away. When it came to the plywood they used a handsaws to make ALL cuts. I am glad I was not the cut man. All I could think of is Dennis and I back home trying to do our remodeling this way. I can see us now pulling into someone’s drive way with a hammer in one hand and a machete in the other. That would go over real well I’m sure. Anyway the roof is going better than I expected. I guess you really have to be here to appreciate it. Hard, hard work. The last three days I’ve been using mottos for transportation. This is a whole adventure in it self. I would certainly say there is a fair amount of danger to it. But it is cheap and quick. It just gets to expensive to hire private tap taps. As I’m riding on these things I often think, dude your almost 55 and your not superman anymore. You are pretty much at the mercy of the driver too. Nothing between you and the concrete, moving metal and the other 300 million motorcycles. The only advantage I have is that Harry gets me the “good ” drivers and they do take it a little easier when I’m on the back. So far God has taken care of me and I don’t mean to tempt Him but at times there is no other choice. One day He will bless us with a vehicle down here. Until then, in Haiti do as the Haitians do. Do what you gotta do to make it work. Once Harrys house is finished and we get some wheels our expenses will go way down. These are two things that I continually pray for. It’s all His timing. No complaints, I am stoked at what He is doing through GMSM.Today is the last day and I already miss it and I haven’t left yet. I don’t know….. I just feel like I belong. Why this place I’ll never know I just know that’s where God has led me. Praise God from whom all blessings flow. Kenny, GMSM
