I met George on my first walk into the village. He immediately told me I could stay with him and took me to the house where my family was from. I was supposed to stay only one day, but ended up staying with George for nearly a week. He loved having my company as we went to cousins for meals, explored the area, and I helped him in his garden.
George found these old beans seeds for me in his basement from his father. He cried upon giving them to me, asking that I plant a few in his garden and bring the rest to America. George was never able to make it to America, but insisted that his beans do,
A truly wonderful man (although lonely and strange) who showed me again the kindness of strangers!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
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