From a total wreck, the busito has been repaired and is ready to return home. After the accident six months ago, I thought the poor thing would never run again. The vehicle looked like a crushed tin can (see January posting). But here it is, as good as new. Both boys in the pic, Anael, and Oscar, were injured in the accident. They showed me where they had been sitting that fateful day on that steep, rainy, slippery dirt mountain road, a deep abyss on either side. None of the 15 people riding in the busito, kids, and adults, suffered severe injuries. The repair job cost $5,000 but there is still money owed before it will be released to the Children’s Home. I realize very few people read this web page, however, if by some miracle some generous benefactor who is reading this page has $1,000 to spare, it would be more than welcome. Gracias.

My friend Celeste asked me to help transport a little girl and her family to church and then to a brief celebration after the baptism. Celeste was the god-mother. The family is very poor living in a small dirt-floor adobe hut high on a hillside at the end of a steep rocky pathway. The outdoor latrine is behind the hanging cloth door. The family lives in a barrio where Celeste does missionary work and I occasionally help. Then a week ago, I traveled to La Ceiba to see my goddaughter Yelsi and to take my Honda Hybrid in for its 6-month maintenance checkup. Sorry about the fuzzy pic where I treated Yelsi and her cousin to lunch. As usual, I stayed at my favorite hotel in downtown La Ceiba for my five-day mini vacation. Honduras is a nation of stark social contrast.