Wednesday morning----- Is it possible that our week is fast coming to a close? We have this last work day and tomorrow is a tour day before we head back east.
Let me tell you more about yesterday’s work. I have never encountered such crushing poverty. We worked on a trailer home. The siding was absolutely gone. It was water soaked, rotting, holes punched in many places, and yet the owner only had 4 sheets of siding to replace what was destroyed. That meant trying to determine where we most needed to replace panels. When we were trying to pull off the old siding, we couldn’t find a solid place to get any leverage to pry out the nails. Everywhere we pryed, it crumbled. Even the studs were rotten in places. Those studs will need to be worked on to get them solid, but for the moment we tacked up some siding until they can get the materials to do that other work. The windows were single paned aluminum affairs, and they had put up plastic on the inside. It makes me cold to think about it. The winds around here are brutal. Brrrr.
We actually had too many workers for the tasks to be done on our job yesterday. There are several teens from a couple different youth groups. (Wouldn’t it be cool to bring our kids here?) The kids needed to be doing something, so I allowed them to work and I spent much of the morning being the go-fer . I retrieved whatever was needed and passed it up to the roof where they were tearing off shingles, or I held something for the siding folks to cut or nail. In the afternoon another woman and I hauled the old shingles away from the side of the trailer and put them in a pile beside the pickup to be hauled away—couldn’t put them in the pickup because he needed to pull out tools first. It was hard work, but necessary work.
The facility here has 2 different dorms. Where we are bunking there are four rooms for women and 2 rooms for men. In the other place there are 3 and 3. Each dorm room here has 12 bunks. They are stacked into 3 deckers. The bottom bunk is basically at floor level. The second is about 4 ½ feet from the ground and the top is at about 7 ½ feet. The top one is empty in our bunk room. There’s some good space for storing our things, and we have claimed a couple of the empty second bunks for our use, as well. It’s cozy, and quite acceptable. One concern we all had was the temperature for sleeping. That has NOT been a problem, partly because it’s not been as hot, but mostly because the nights get so cool here and they have a system of fans that pull in the cool air from outside at night, and then we close things up during the day. The community space is 5 picnic tables in the center of the room with a speaker’s space at the head, and some cushioned benches against the wall. We gather here for our speakers. They have been very informative and good.
Meals are simple, but quite acceptable. Breakfast is cereal (including oatmeal) toast with peanut butter or jelly and butter, juice and coffee, and several mornings they have had hot hard boiled eggs that have been tasty, too.
Lunch is a basic turkey or ham sandwich with cheese, chips, cookies, and cold water. That water tastes really good. Dinner is a bigger meal. We’ve had buffalo stew—actually pretty good, lasagna, chicken soup, a Mexican casserole of beef, beans, tortillas and tomatoes with olives, sour cream and salsa, and Indian tacos. They make the base out of a deep fat fried bread dough—They were really good.
Today is going to be a really big day. Once again we are going in different directions and tonight we will have local craftsmen and their families coming in to show us their wares—and of course we are invited to come with cash in our pockets to buy. There will be a drummer who will teach us to dance and then a time of talking together a bit.
(I returned to this blog rather late and so will merely push the button to publish and say good night for now. Take care. We will see you soWednesday morning----- Is it possible that our week is fast coming to a close? We have this last work day and tomorrow is a tour day before we head back east.
Let me tell you more about yesterday’s work. I have never encountered such crushing poverty. We worked on a trailer home. The siding was absolutely gone. It was water soaked, rotting, holes punched in many places, and yet the owner only had 4 sheets of siding to replace what was destroyed. That meant trying to determine where we most needed to replace panels. When we were trying to pull off the old siding, we couldn’t find a solid place to get any leverage to pry out the nails. Everywhere we pryed, it crumbled. Even the studs were rotten in places. Those studs will need to be worked on to get them solid, but for the moment we tacked up some siding until they can get the materials to do that other work. The windows were single paned aluminum affairs, and they had put up plastic on the inside. It makes me cold to think about it. The winds around here are brutal. Brrrr.
We actually had too many workers for the tasks to be done on our job yesterday. There are several teens from a couple different youth groups. (Wouldn’t it be cool to bring our kids here?) The kids needed to be doing something, so I allowed them to work and I spent much of the morning being the go-fer . I retrieved whatever was needed and passed it up to the roof where they were tearing off shingles, or I held something for the siding folks to cut or nail. In the afternoon another woman and I hauled the old shingles away from the side of the trailer and put them in a pile beside the pickup to be hauled away—couldn’t put them in the pickup because he needed to pull out tools first. It was hard work, but necessary work.
The facility here has 2 different dorms. Where we are bunking there are four rooms for women and 2 rooms for men. In the other place there are 3 and 3. Each dorm room here has 12 bunks. They are stacked into 3 deckers. The bottom bunk is basically at floor level. The second is about 4 ½ feet from the ground and the top is at about 7 ½ feet. The top one is empty in our bunk room. There’s some good space for storing our things, and we have claimed a couple of the empty second bunks for our use, as well. It’s cozy, and quite acceptable. One concern we all had was the temperature for sleeping. That has NOT been a problem, partly because it’s not been as hot, but mostly because the nights get so cool here and they have a system of fans that pull in the cool air from outside at night, and then we close things up during the day. The community space is 5 picnic tables in the center of the room with a speaker’s space at the head, and some cushioned benches against the wall. We gather here for our speakers. They have been very informative and good.
Meals are simple, but quite acceptable. Breakfast is cereal (including oatmeal) toast with peanut butter or jelly and butter, juice and coffee, and several mornings they have had hot hard boiled eggs that have been tasty, too.
Lunch is a basic turkey or ham sandwich with cheese, chips, cookies, and cold water. That water tastes really good. Dinner is a bigger meal. We’ve had buffalo stew—actually pretty good, lasagna, chicken soup, a Mexican casserole of beef, beans, tortillas and tomatoes with olives, sour cream and salsa, and Indian tacos. They make the base out of a deep fat fried bread dough—They were really good.
Today is going to be a really big day. Once again we are going in different directions and tonight we will have local craftsmen and their families coming in to show us their wares—and of course we are invited to come with cash in our pockets to buy. There will be a drummer who will teach us to dance and then a time of talking together a bit.
(I returned to this blog rather late and so will merely push the button to publish and say good night for now. Take care. We will see you soWednesday morning----- Is it possible that our week is fast coming to a close? We have this last work day and tomorrow is a tour day before we head back east.
Let me tell you more about yesterday’s work. I have never encountered such crushing poverty. We worked on a trailer home. The siding was absolutely gone. It was water soaked, rotting, holes punched in many places, and yet the owner only had 4 sheets of siding to replace what was destroyed. That meant trying to determine where we most needed to replace panels. When we were trying to pull off the old siding, we couldn’t find a solid place to get any leverage to pry out the nails. Everywhere we pryed, it crumbled. Even the studs were rotten in places. Those studs will need to be worked on to get them solid, but for the moment we tacked up some siding until they can get the materials to do that other work. The windows were single paned aluminum affairs, and they had put up plastic on the inside. It makes me cold to think about it. The winds around here are brutal. Brrrr.
We actually had too many workers for the tasks to be done on our job yesterday. There are several teens from a couple different youth groups. (Wouldn’t it be cool to bring our kids here?) The kids needed to be doing something, so I allowed them to work and I spent much of the morning being the go-fer . I retrieved whatever was needed and passed it up to the roof where they were tearing off shingles, or I held something for the siding folks to cut or nail. In the afternoon another woman and I hauled the old shingles away from the side of the trailer and put them in a pile beside the pickup to be hauled away—couldn’t put them in the pickup because he needed to pull out tools first. It was hard work, but necessary work.
The facility here has 2 different dorms. Where we are bunking there are four rooms for women and 2 rooms for men. In the other place there are 3 and 3. Each dorm room here has 12 bunks. They are stacked into 3 deckers. The bottom bunk is basically at floor level. The second is about 4 ½ feet from the ground and the top is at about 7 ½ feet. The top one is empty in our bunk room. There’s some good space for storing our things, and we have claimed a couple of the empty second bunks for our use, as well. It’s cozy, and quite acceptable. One concern we all had was the temperature for sleeping. That has NOT been a problem, partly because it’s not been as hot, but mostly because the nights get so cool here and they have a system of fans that pull in the cool air from outside at night, and then we close things up during the day. The community space is 5 picnic tables in the center of the room with a speaker’s space at the head, and some cushioned benches against the wall. We gather here for our speakers. They have been very informative and good.
Meals are simple, but quite acceptable. Breakfast is cereal (including oatmeal) toast with peanut butter or jelly and butter, juice and coffee, and several mornings they have had hot hard boiled eggs that have been tasty, too.
Lunch is a basic turkey or ham sandwich with cheese, chips, cookies, and cold water. That water tastes really good. Dinner is a bigger meal. We’ve had buffalo stew—actually pretty good, lasagna, chicken soup, a Mexican casserole of beef, beans, tortillas and tomatoes with olives, sour cream and salsa, and Indian tacos. They make the base out of a deep fat fried bread dough—They were really good.
Today is going to be a really big day. Once again we are going in different directions and tonight we will have local craftsmen and their families coming in to show us their wares—and of course we are invited to come with cash in our pockets to buy. There will be a drummer who will teach us to dance and then a time of talking together a bit.
(I returned to this blog rather late and so will merely push the button to publish and say good night for now. Take care. We will see you soWednesday morning----- Is it possible that our week is fast coming to a close? We have this last work day and tomorrow is a tour day before we head back east.
Let me tell you more about yesterday’s work. I have never encountered such crushing poverty. We worked on a trailer home. The siding was absolutely gone. It was water soaked, rotting, holes punched in many places, and yet the owner only had 4 sheets of siding to replace what was destroyed. That meant trying to determine where we most needed to replace panels. When we were trying to pull off the old siding, we couldn’t find a solid place to get any leverage to pry out the nails. Everywhere we pryed, it crumbled. Even the studs were rotten in places. Those studs will need to be worked on to get them solid, but for the moment we tacked up some siding until they can get the materials to do that other work. The windows were single paned aluminum affairs, and they had put up plastic on the inside. It makes me cold to think about it. The winds around here are brutal. Brrrr.
We actually had too many workers for the tasks to be done on our job yesterday. There are several teens from a couple different youth groups. (Wouldn’t it be cool to bring our kids here?) The kids needed to be doing something, so I allowed them to work and I spent much of the morning being the go-fer . I retrieved whatever was needed and passed it up to the roof where they were tearing off shingles, or I held something for the siding folks to cut or nail. In the afternoon another woman and I hauled the old shingles away from the side of the trailer and put them in a pile beside the pickup to be hauled away—couldn’t put them in the pickup because he needed to pull out tools first. It was hard work, but necessary work.
The facility here has 2 different dorms. Where we are bunking there are four rooms for women and 2 rooms for men. In the other place there are 3 and 3. Each dorm room here has 12 bunks. They are stacked into 3 deckers. The bottom bunk is basically at floor level. The second is about 4 ½ feet from the ground and the top is at about 7 ½ feet. The top one is empty in our bunk room. There’s some good space for storing our things, and we have claimed a couple of the empty second bunks for our use, as well. It’s cozy, and quite acceptable. One concern we all had was the temperature for sleeping. That has NOT been a problem, partly because it’s not been as hot, but mostly because the nights get so cool here and they have a system of fans that pull in the cool air from outside at night, and then we close things up during the day. The community space is 5 picnic tables in the center of the room with a speaker’s space at the head, and some cushioned benches against the wall. We gather here for our speakers. They have been very informative and good.
Meals are simple, but quite acceptable. Breakfast is cereal (including oatmeal) toast with peanut butter or jelly and butter, juice and coffee, and several mornings they have had hot hard boiled eggs that have been tasty, too.
Lunch is a basic turkey or ham sandwich with cheese, chips, cookies, and cold water. That water tastes really good. Dinner is a bigger meal. We’ve had buffalo stew—actually pretty good, lasagna, chicken soup, a Mexican casserole of beef, beans, tortillas and tomatoes with olives, sour cream and salsa, and Indian tacos. They make the base out of a deep fat fried bread dough—They were really good.
Today is going to be a really big day. Once again we are going in different directions and tonight we will have local craftsmen and their families coming in to show us their wares—and of course we are invited to come with cash in our pockets to buy. There will be a drummer who will teach us to dance and then a time of talking together a bit.
(I returned to this blog rather late and so will merely push the button to publish and say good night for now. Take care. We will see you soWednesday morning----- Is it possible that our week is fast coming to a close? We have this last work day and tomorrow is a tour day before we head back east.
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