America Day

I think I go a little overboard when it comes to holidays.  I might be a little crazy.  But my kids aren’t learning The Star Spangled Banner in school, or saying the pledge everyday, and no one else is decorating with red, white and blue, or blaring “God Bless the USA,” or shooting off fireworks.…

Parliamentary Visit

Last week we were visited by our local member of PNG’s national parliament. He flew into Menya and then condescended to our very village (not to see us white folks, to be clear.) We (white folks) all walked up the road five minutes to witness the event.

Dad

I grew up in a house where there were always multiple projects in process–to my mother’s occasional dismay–because my dad can fix anything. Not just a leaky faucet or a creaky door, my dad single-handedly turned our unfinished attic into three bedrooms and two baths on nights and weekends. I don’t know how my dad…

Repair Jobs

    #1 Sylvie thought it would be fun to see how far she could stretch my sunglasses. She did not give a report on the extent or quality of the fun, but for me there was none. Since I cannot easily acquire a new pair, I drilled a hole in both pieces and used…

River Fun

We’ve neglected the blog a bit over the last few weeks with all of our energy going into house building. I’ll try to make up for that some. A couple of weeks ago, when we had the Palmers and Aaron in here helping with the house, we took one afternoon off to enjoy the river.…