A Bad Day For the Truck

Elder Fox is in mourning. Wednesday Dec 23, we had a lovely drive back from Tsavo. We even stopped for Pizza at a gas station and it was GOOD. And then we stopped at the Bird Nakumatt to restock the Blakes kitchen and explore for goodies.

It was raining as we left and the rain was a deluge! It POURED! The roads flowed like rivers. Visibility was near zero. Elder Blake leaned over Tom's shoulder giving directions for the Missionaries Apartment complex. It was like a hurricane with branches and litter blowing and smacking the car. Finally we got to the apartment complex. The two solid iron gates were wide open and we turned in. Then BANG! The wind swept one of the gates right into the truck. It knocked off the mirror and banged in the passenger side door.

Elder Fox babies his truck. He has it washed regularly. He drives it carefully and slows over speed bumps. I suppose this is Africa. You go along doing well, and then, through no fault of your own, something smacks you down. It was a sad day for Tom.

The next day we got a loaner truck while this one gets fixed. We loaded it with boxes of Book of Mormons, Institute and Seminary manuals and a variety of other materials and headed back to Kisumu. Lots of holiday traffic, but we did fine.