OK, where were we? Will try not to repeat photos already posted earlier, just those that remain. However, I may end up repeating some. Below are Santa Lucia photos.
|Orchid gorws out of a living tree.|
Last two above, when fire was smoldering
The Last Supper, no Honduran home can be without it.
and a boy indulging in tactile therapy.
My former scholarship student Jorge with his bride, above. Below, boys play street soccer at night in Choluteca after the blazing sun goes down.
Above, two 20-year-olds abandoned by the fathers of their children; top is Neris, a possible future nursing student, with her almost two-year-old daughter; below is Marciel whose year-old son accompanies her every day as she makes tortillas at Guasaule at the Nicaraguan border. Their children looked healthy.
Above, in El Triunfo, Jose Luis after motrocycle accident avoiding collision with a dog, his twin daughters, almost 2, his mother (my hostess) cooking, and Mercedes, now 95, with her niece and sitting alone. Her sister was away in Teguc.
Above, top Pedro Joaquin's twin daughters, wife and family, PJ making music and in his home shop fixing electronic equipment, below, early lip/palate patient, almost grown up.
Above scenes all from El Triunfo, mostly folks who begged me to take their photo.
Scenes en route to Matapalos, would you trust your child on that diesel-operated ferris wheel?
This is Matapalos where my late volunteer, Lea, lived; she and her husband are buried up the hill next to her parents. Her grandchildren are among the school kids. A daughter and son appear below.
Above, Bessy, begging at the Honduras-Nicaragua border--gave her money to buy a cell phone, which I hope she still has.
Sandra's leg looks tumor-free.
Sandra with her mother, who has decided seven children are enough.
Tearing up La Esperanza's cobblestone streets in deference to vehicle drivers.
Around La Esperanza, above Luis's daughter Alexandra fingers a melon. Lottery ticket seller in wheelchair he made of bicycle parts.
More Esperanza scenes, including two young men in their cups.
Here above, La Esperanza's Banco Atlantida teller line--was my bank when I lived in Honduras. North-coast friend Felicita's 20-year-old son works there. Later, at dinner with him. Then below, Chunga on left with a customer at her market clothes shop.
At Jesus de Otoro birthing center, I donate a wheelchair to the doctor in charge. A newborn with severe harelip/cleft plate with his mother. Another woman who has just given birth nurses's her baby girl.
Making rounds with the Esperanza volunteer Red Cross.
Georgia church-based medical brigade sorts medications.
Lions Club dental brigade, La Esperanza
Dinner at the Coral Gables home of Bolivian architect Carlos, below with 20-year Cuban political prisoner, poet, and playwright Jorge Valls