May 16th

Sunday May 16th, 1976
Limuru, Kenya
This morning I got up at 6:30am and cooked breakfast for Davis, James and Gina Hampton.  Davis was preaching at the 9 o’clock youth service in Nairobi at the Baptist Church.  I fried my chickens before M.G. and I left for Kijabe.  We went to church out there for the first time.  A young preacher named Bragg (the brother of Peggy Bragg) from N.C. preached and it was very good.  Several children came forward for various reasons.  We didn’t get home until nearly 2 o’clock.  It rained nearly all day.  A singing group from Kijabe had charge of the 4:30 service.  One of our next door neighbor’s girls was in the choir or rather singing group.  Tara and Marlene came home with us.  Marlene ran into our “Tennessee Table” and hurt her knee.  I decided to move it over under the window and set the T.V. on it.

Mom was always an early riser.  I on the other hand would miss the sunrise if I did not record it and watch it later around 10:00am.

Going to a local church in Kenya was always an experience.  Time means nothing to people without a watch so services could and often did last several hours.  I wonder what the average church membership would be in the US if the congregation knew they were going to be meeting that long.

There are two rainy seasons in Kenya, the long rains and the short rains.  When in one of these seasons you could bank on muddy roads and the real possibility of getting stuck.

Tara was one of our next door neighbors so it looks like she hitched a ride home with Mom and Dad.

Marlene was Alan’s girlfriend at the time and I sure Mom was mortified that son number 2’s table had bit son number 1’s girlfriend.

2 thoughts on “May 16th

  1. Cindy

    You forgot to mention the Tennessee table is now a part of our home. It is in the office in front of a window that overlooks the backyard. Our puppy dog Kacie loves it. It is a perfect perch for her to survey the yard for pesty critters and offers a nice place to lay in the sun!

    Click me to see Kacie.

  2. Tracey Murry

    Ahh, a good Baptist woman she was…fried chicken!

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