Report by James Mansaray
of Freetown, Sierra Leone 
Having been born and bred in the Western part of Africa the last thirty years, I never knew hospitals and doctors could be so clean and so friendly until I met these two awesome medical workers who are part of “Women First” Medical Association in Louisville.  
Women First, Louisville KY

Ms. Singer assisted Dr. Warren in caring for Mama Vicki during her recent surgery.

All of us in Salone are so thankful for her good care.  
If Mama Vicki had that surgery in Sierra Leone, she would not be kicking around so easily as she is today.  I didn’t expect to meet Mama Vicki doing so good as if she never even had surgery.   I wish we could bring those good doctors to Sierra Leone.  
Women and Children in Sierra Leone are always the victims. It amazes me to see a special medical facility geared entirely to the needs of women. Oh how I pray that someday that will be the case for women in Salone.   As I sat in the waiting room at Women First while Mama Vicki went for her 6 Week Check up I watched in awe the good and friendly receptionists and nurses and doctors.  They were genuinely happy to see and take care of the needs of their patients.  …and they didn’t even ask for money until after the services are done.  Back home, no matter what  kind of illness you are suffering from, you are all placed in one single room to see a single doctor.  And then the doctor will retire when they are hungry, or if their girlfriend calls to chat or if they are in a bad mood, leaving you patients to go rest at home, find another option or just die.  In Sierra Leone, the doctor will not treat you until you have paid in full first, if you don’t have money you are out of luck.  Pray not to get sick there…
As I sat at the office, the first thought that came into my mind was, how much better my chances of beating death or getting well would be if I was waiting with diarrhea,  malaria  or typhoid (most common illness in Sierra Leone) in an environment like this? Wow! The cleanliness and  clean smell (no filthy stench) will tell you that you are in for good health.

 The fact is, it took mama Vicki some time to me convince me that we were in a hospital.

To me it looked like the Crown Bakery Restaurant (a fancy restaurant for the rich and foreigners) in Freetown.   You can safely agree with me that there is only one or two good hospitals in Freetown,  the Capital of Sierra Leone, where I came from but they are meant just for the rich. 
 Hospitals like Choithram Memorial at Hill Station in the Western Part of Freetown

and one or two other private hospitals are the only ones you can boast of with a clean and better environment but they are meant for something else. 

In the provinces where Nazareth House Apostolate now concentrates in giving out medication

and supplies to the most needy clinics, you see nothing but pain and death every minute.

 Even the big named Holy Spirit Hospital in the Northern district of  Makeni continues to complain with the lack of medication and no means to treat the sick. Not to mention the well built but empty hospital in my home town of Kabala.

To me hospitals are more of a building than what they can give to get you well and it is always a 75% chance for you to get killed in it rather than get well.

Few mini clinics like the one in Kroobay 
and what nurse Amie runs in a Village near Kabala   
have survived from what NHA has been giving the last few years.

 I say thanks to you all who had kept their monthly donations and medical supplies alive and encourage more and more people to support us.

It is always not enough and believe me Ami is doing this all alone with just one or two assistants dealing with fourteen villages every Wednesdays and Saturdays (which are the clinics days).

So if you are in the villages she serves and  unfortunate to get ill so bad the other days, you are done for.

Pray not to get caught in an environment where the nurses are not friendly. As a sick patient you will be served totally according to the whim of the doctor or nurse. Most patients have to give extra $$$ to see that they are helped. We can’t blame the nurse or doctors in Sierra Leone for their desire for tips from the patients as most have not been paid for six good months.  Tell me how the death rate will decrease in these conditions?
A day at Amie’s clinic at Kagbasia village says it all…..
This is what we know and have become accustomed to all these years and I see no room for improvement till we all join hands and work together to make it happen. 
Everyone experiences difficulty in one way or another, rich or poor, however it is our duty to help each other out.  Remember your brother and sisters in Sierra Leone.  
Be there for them, join Nazareth House Apostolate in our efforts to give those who have fallen in the cracks a chance. ….

….A chance to live, a chance to eat, a chance to be educated, a chance to be healthy.  Your donations makes it possible to make that difference, one child, one adult, one life at a time.  God bless you all. 

James
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Report by James Mansaray
of Freetown, Sierra Leone 
Having been born and bred in the Western part of Africa the last thirty years, I never knew hospitals and doctors could be so clean and so friendly until I met these two awesome medical workers who are part of “Women First” Medical Association in Louisville.  
Women First, Louisville KY

Ms. Singer assisted Dr. Warren in caring for Mama Vicki during her recent surgery.

All of us in Salone are so thankful for her good care.  
If Mama Vicki had that surgery in Sierra Leone, she would not be kicking around so easily as she is today.  I didn’t expect to meet Mama Vicki doing so good as if she never even had surgery.   I wish we could bring those good doctors to Sierra Leone.  
Women and Children in Sierra Leone are always the victims. It amazes me to see a special medical facility geared entirely to the needs of women. Oh how I pray that someday that will be the case for women in Salone.   As I sat in the waiting room at Women First while Mama Vicki went for her 6 Week Check up I watched in awe the good and friendly receptionists and nurses and doctors.  They were genuinely happy to see and take care of the needs of their patients.  …and they didn’t even ask for money until after the services are done.  Back home, no matter what  kind of illness you are suffering from, you are all placed in one single room to see a single doctor.  And then the doctor will retire when they are hungry, or if their girlfriend calls to chat or if they are in a bad mood, leaving you patients to go rest at home, find another option or just die.  In Sierra Leone, the doctor will not treat you until you have paid in full first, if you don’t have money you are out of luck.  Pray not to get sick there…
As I sat at the office, the first thought that came into my mind was, how much better my chances of beating death or getting well would be if I was waiting with diarrhea,  malaria  or typhoid (most common illness in Sierra Leone) in an environment like this? Wow! The cleanliness and  clean smell (no filthy stench) will tell you that you are in for good health.

 The fact is, it took mama Vicki some time to me convince me that we were in a hospital.

To me it looked like the Crown Bakery Restaurant (a fancy restaurant for the rich and foreigners) in Freetown.   You can safely agree with me that there is only one or two good hospitals in Freetown,  the Capital of Sierra Leone, where I came from but they are meant just for the rich. 
 Hospitals like Choithram Memorial at Hill Station in the Western Part of Freetown

and one or two other private hospitals are the only ones you can boast of with a clean and better environment but they are meant for something else. 

In the provinces where Nazareth House Apostolate now concentrates in giving out medication

and supplies to the most needy clinics, you see nothing but pain and death every minute.

 Even the big named Holy Spirit Hospital in the Northern district of  Makeni continues to complain with the lack of medication and no means to treat the sick. Not to mention the well built but empty hospital in my home town of Kabala.

To me hospitals are more of a building than what they can give to get you well and it is always a 75% chance for you to get killed in it rather than get well.

Few mini clinics like the one in Kroobay 
and what nurse Amie runs in a Village near Kabala   
have survived from what NHA has been giving the last few years.

 I say thanks to you all who had kept their monthly donations and medical supplies alive and encourage more and more people to support us.

It is always not enough and believe me Ami is doing this all alone with just one or two assistants dealing with fourteen villages every Wednesdays and Saturdays (which are the clinics days).

So if you are in the villages she serves and  unfortunate to get ill so bad the other days, you are done for.

Pray not to get caught in an environment where the nurses are not friendly. As a sick patient you will be served totally according to the whim of the doctor or nurse. Most patients have to give extra $$$ to see that they are helped. We can’t blame the nurse or doctors in Sierra Leone for their desire for tips from the patients as most have not been paid for six good months.  Tell me how the death rate will decrease in these conditions?
A day at Amie’s clinic at Kagbasia village says it all…..
This is what we know and have become accustomed to all these years and I see no room for improvement till we all join hands and work together to make it happen. 
Everyone experiences difficulty in one way or another, rich or poor, however it is our duty to help each other out.  Remember your brother and sisters in Sierra Leone.  
Be there for them, join Nazareth House Apostolate in our efforts to give those who have fallen in the cracks a chance. ….

….A chance to live, a chance to eat, a chance to be educated, a chance to be healthy.  Your donations makes it possible to make that difference, one child, one adult, one life at a time.  God bless you all. 

James
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Report by James Mansaray
of Freetown, Sierra Leone 
Having been born and bred in the Western part of Africa the last thirty years, I never knew hospitals and doctors could be so clean and so friendly until I met these two awesome medical workers who are part of “Women First” Medical Association in Louisville.  
Women First, Louisville KY

Ms. Singer assisted Dr. Warren in caring for Mama Vicki during her recent surgery.

All of us in Salone are so thankful for her good care.  
If Mama Vicki had that surgery in Sierra Leone, she would not be kicking around so easily as she is today.  I didn’t expect to meet Mama Vicki doing so good as if she never even had surgery.   I wish we could bring those good doctors to Sierra Leone.  
Women and Children in Sierra Leone are always the victims. It amazes me to see a special medical facility geared entirely to the needs of women. Oh how I pray that someday that will be the case for women in Salone.   As I sat in the waiting room at Women First while Mama Vicki went for her 6 Week Check up I watched in awe the good and friendly receptionists and nurses and doctors.  They were genuinely happy to see and take care of the needs of their patients.  …and they didn’t even ask for money until after the services are done.  Back home, no matter what  kind of illness you are suffering from, you are all placed in one single room to see a single doctor.  And then the doctor will retire when they are hungry, or if their girlfriend calls to chat or if they are in a bad mood, leaving you patients to go rest at home, find another option or just die.  In Sierra Leone, the doctor will not treat you until you have paid in full first, if you don’t have money you are out of luck.  Pray not to get sick there…
As I sat at the office, the first thought that came into my mind was, how much better my chances of beating death or getting well would be if I was waiting with diarrhea,  malaria  or typhoid (most common illness in Sierra Leone) in an environment like this? Wow! The cleanliness and  clean smell (no filthy stench) will tell you that you are in for good health.

 The fact is, it took mama Vicki some time to me convince me that we were in a hospital.

To me it looked like the Crown Bakery Restaurant (a fancy restaurant for the rich and foreigners) in Freetown.   You can safely agree with me that there is only one or two good hospitals in Freetown,  the Capital of Sierra Leone, where I came from but they are meant just for the rich. 
 Hospitals like Choithram Memorial at Hill Station in the Western Part of Freetown

and one or two other private hospitals are the only ones you can boast of with a clean and better environment but they are meant for something else. 

In the provinces where Nazareth House Apostolate now concentrates in giving out medication

and supplies to the most needy clinics, you see nothing but pain and death every minute.

 Even the big named Holy Spirit Hospital in the Northern district of  Makeni continues to complain with the lack of medication and no means to treat the sick. Not to mention the well built but empty hospital in my home town of Kabala.

To me hospitals are more of a building than what they can give to get you well and it is always a 75% chance for you to get killed in it rather than get well.

Few mini clinics like the one in Kroobay 
and what nurse Amie runs in a Village near Kabala   
have survived from what NHA has been giving the last few years.

 I say thanks to you all who had kept their monthly donations and medical supplies alive and encourage more and more people to support us.

It is always not enough and believe me Ami is doing this all alone with just one or two assistants dealing with fourteen villages every Wednesdays and Saturdays (which are the clinics days).

So if you are in the villages she serves and  unfortunate to get ill so bad the other days, you are done for.

Pray not to get caught in an environment where the nurses are not friendly. As a sick patient you will be served totally according to the whim of the doctor or nurse. Most patients have to give extra $$$ to see that they are helped. We can’t blame the nurse or doctors in Sierra Leone for their desire for tips from the patients as most have not been paid for six good months.  Tell me how the death rate will decrease in these conditions?
A day at Amie’s clinic at Kagbasia village says it all…..
This is what we know and have become accustomed to all these years and I see no room for improvement till we all join hands and work together to make it happen. 
Everyone experiences difficulty in one way or another, rich or poor, however it is our duty to help each other out.  Remember your brother and sisters in Sierra Leone.  
Be there for them, join Nazareth House Apostolate in our efforts to give those who have fallen in the cracks a chance. ….

….A chance to live, a chance to eat, a chance to be educated, a chance to be healthy.  Your donations makes it possible to make that difference, one child, one adult, one life at a time.  God bless you all. 

James
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Extreme Hunger

Report by James B. Mansaray, of Freetown, Sierra Leone
An eyes glimpse was not enough for what I saw so I took my camera. Usually when short stories are told,  most will say it’s an hyperbole.  In our presently day life, things do happen that will never be counted as a truth if you were not there. Now look at the above photo that I took just before leaving to come to America and get the real truth from me.
Saturday mornings are usually uneventful in the heart of Freetown, especially in the wee wee hours. Here I was at Howe Street when I noticed this man, adjacent Delightful Restaurant ( Strictly Nigerian).  Here was this hungry, dying man with a huge bundle, which I guess is his only treasure. As a photographer what you will do? My position was different. Pictures will count but on the other hand I look at what should be done to help this guy. He was totally down, weak, no strength to move but he was attempting to do so at his own risk for there was no energy left in him. You can tell from the way he was wiggling as if he was ready for a dance. How painful it is to shake and dance when you don’t want to. Hunger is that spell that can compel you to shake and dance and faint against your will.
This man had no choice but to lean on his heavily carried load to see if a minute or two rest will allow him to stand. But it didn’t give him relief.  I was waiting in traffic in a vehicle and not able to get to him to help, but from across the intersection I heard a lady urging him to get up as if it was easy for the poor man to do so. In a sharp faint voice in krio the poor guy said,” if nar u, u go able grap” meaning “if it were you will you be able to stand?” Tears on my heart as this poor hungry guy struggles to get up.  He was not wanted where he rested – in Freetown restaurants and businesses do not want the weak parked in front of their doorstep.  They consider it bad for their business.   
Having gone through so much odds in life, if you cant help in scenes like this, best you can do is keep quiet and pray for the victim, bearing witness to his pain.  
 As I write this article, I wonder if this guy is still alive.  In the dead corner he lay to see what else lies for me him.
As I am visiting America, I’ve not yet seen people in this type of hunger and pain.  I know that they are here too, but I’ve not witnessed it.  In Freetown and in most of Sierra Leone, you see people at this point of hunger everyday, everywhere.   This is why the work of Nazareth House Apostolate is so very important.  
Please consider donating to Nazareth House Apostolate today.  Even better, consider making a monthly donation so the work can be sustained and NHA has something in which to depend on to help others.   This is the Season of Giving, in Nazareth House Apostolate – we’re all family  – lets help each other out.   
Love to you all,
James


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Extreme Hunger

Report by James B. Mansaray, of Freetown, Sierra Leone
An eyes glimpse was not enough for what I saw so I took my camera. Usually when short stories are told,  most will say it’s an hyperbole.  In our presently day life, things do happen that will never be counted as a truth if you were not there. Now look at the above photo that I took just before leaving to come to America and get the real truth from me.
Saturday mornings are usually uneventful in the heart of Freetown, especially in the wee wee hours. Here I was at Howe Street when I noticed this man, adjacent Delightful Restaurant ( Strictly Nigerian).  Here was this hungry, dying man with a huge bundle, which I guess is his only treasure. As a photographer what you will do? My position was different. Pictures will count but on the other hand I look at what should be done to help this guy. He was totally down, weak, no strength to move but he was attempting to do so at his own risk for there was no energy left in him. You can tell from the way he was wiggling as if he was ready for a dance. How painful it is to shake and dance when you don’t want to. Hunger is that spell that can compel you to shake and dance and faint against your will.
This man had no choice but to lean on his heavily carried load to see if a minute or two rest will allow him to stand. But it didn’t give him relief.  I was waiting in traffic in a vehicle and not able to get to him to help, but from across the intersection I heard a lady urging him to get up as if it was easy for the poor man to do so. In a sharp faint voice in krio the poor guy said,” if nar u, u go able grap” meaning “if it were you will you be able to stand?” Tears on my heart as this poor hungry guy struggles to get up.  He was not wanted where he rested – in Freetown restaurants and businesses do not want the weak parked in front of their doorstep.  They consider it bad for their business.   
Having gone through so much odds in life, if you cant help in scenes like this, best you can do is keep quiet and pray for the victim, bearing witness to his pain.  
 As I write this article, I wonder if this guy is still alive.  In the dead corner he lay to see what else lies for me him.
As I am visiting America, I’ve not yet seen people in this type of hunger and pain.  I know that they are here too, but I’ve not witnessed it.  In Freetown and in most of Sierra Leone, you see people at this point of hunger everyday, everywhere.   This is why the work of Nazareth House Apostolate is so very important.  
Please consider donating to Nazareth House Apostolate today.  Even better, consider making a monthly donation so the work can be sustained and NHA has something in which to depend on to help others.   This is the Season of Giving, in Nazareth House Apostolate – we’re all family  – lets help each other out.   
Love to you all,
James


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Extreme Hunger

Report by James B. Mansaray, of Freetown, Sierra Leone
An eyes glimpse was not enough for what I saw so I took my camera. Usually when short stories are told,  most will say it’s an hyperbole.  In our presently day life, things do happen that will never be counted as a truth if you were not there. Now look at the above photo that I took just before leaving to come to America and get the real truth from me.
Saturday mornings are usually uneventful in the heart of Freetown, especially in the wee wee hours. Here I was at Howe Street when I noticed this man, adjacent Delightful Restaurant ( Strictly Nigerian).  Here was this hungry, dying man with a huge bundle, which I guess is his only treasure. As a photographer what you will do? My position was different. Pictures will count but on the other hand I look at what should be done to help this guy. He was totally down, weak, no strength to move but he was attempting to do so at his own risk for there was no energy left in him. You can tell from the way he was wiggling as if he was ready for a dance. How painful it is to shake and dance when you don’t want to. Hunger is that spell that can compel you to shake and dance and faint against your will.
This man had no choice but to lean on his heavily carried load to see if a minute or two rest will allow him to stand. But it didn’t give him relief.  I was waiting in traffic in a vehicle and not able to get to him to help, but from across the intersection I heard a lady urging him to get up as if it was easy for the poor man to do so. In a sharp faint voice in krio the poor guy said,” if nar u, u go able grap” meaning “if it were you will you be able to stand?” Tears on my heart as this poor hungry guy struggles to get up.  He was not wanted where he rested – in Freetown restaurants and businesses do not want the weak parked in front of their doorstep.  They consider it bad for their business.   
Having gone through so much odds in life, if you cant help in scenes like this, best you can do is keep quiet and pray for the victim, bearing witness to his pain.  
 As I write this article, I wonder if this guy is still alive.  In the dead corner he lay to see what else lies for me him.
As I am visiting America, I’ve not yet seen people in this type of hunger and pain.  I know that they are here too, but I’ve not witnessed it.  In Freetown and in most of Sierra Leone, you see people at this point of hunger everyday, everywhere.   This is why the work of Nazareth House Apostolate is so very important.  
Please consider donating to Nazareth House Apostolate today.  Even better, consider making a monthly donation so the work can be sustained and NHA has something in which to depend on to help others.   This is the Season of Giving, in Nazareth House Apostolate – we’re all family  – lets help each other out.   
Love to you all,
James


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James is gifted by snow the first morning of his arrival to America

You never know when to expect snow in this part of Kentucky and November is really a good bet that it will  NOT show.   But bring a Sierra Leonean to St. Simeon Skete and the snow makes a very welcomed appearance!

 As is the practice at the Skete, the first Prayer Office (The First Cord) is said in the wee hours of the morning.   So at 4:00 AM, James was notified of his gift that was now blanketing the grounds of the Skete.

 At first James didn’t think about dressing warm…

 but soon…

 you’ll notice, James encased himself in layers of clothing…..

 It was the perfect surprise and welcome

 for a young man who has never seen or touched snow…..

he was blessed with a real Winter Wonderland.

 James learned that if you sit in the snow….

 it sticks to you……

 all the things we take for granted here in America about snow, fascinated James…

The fun of writing in the snow

At the Meeting of the Lord Chapel, the snow glistened

 Bundled up with a huge smile on his face, James can’t believe that he was granted to see snow so quickly upon his arrival.

Awesome

 Taking it all in, James looks in wonderment……

 Soon, he remembers his camera and does his thing…..

 and of course, so do I…

 All in all, having not yet been in America for 24 hours, America has shown him a beautiful welcome.

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James is gifted by snow the first morning of his arrival to America

You never know when to expect snow in this part of Kentucky and November is really a good bet that it will  NOT show.   But bring a Sierra Leonean to St. Simeon Skete and the snow makes a very welcomed appearance!

 As is the practice at the Skete, the first Prayer Office (The First Cord) is said in the wee hours of the morning.   So at 4:00 AM, James was notified of his gift that was now blanketing the grounds of the Skete.

 At first James didn’t think about dressing warm…

 but soon…

 you’ll notice, James encased himself in layers of clothing…..

 It was the perfect surprise and welcome

 for a young man who has never seen or touched snow…..

he was blessed with a real Winter Wonderland.

 James learned that if you sit in the snow….

 it sticks to you……

 all the things we take for granted here in America about snow, fascinated James…

The fun of writing in the snow

At the Meeting of the Lord Chapel, the snow glistened

 Bundled up with a huge smile on his face, James can’t believe that he was granted to see snow so quickly upon his arrival.

Awesome

 Taking it all in, James looks in wonderment……

 Soon, he remembers his camera and does his thing…..

 and of course, so do I…

 All in all, having not yet been in America for 24 hours, America has shown him a beautiful welcome.

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James is gifted by snow the first morning of his arrival to America

You never know when to expect snow in this part of Kentucky and November is really a good bet that it will  NOT show.   But bring a Sierra Leonean to St. Simeon Skete and the snow makes a very welcomed appearance!

 As is the practice at the Skete, the first Prayer Office (The First Cord) is said in the wee hours of the morning.   So at 4:00 AM, James was notified of his gift that was now blanketing the grounds of the Skete.

 At first James didn’t think about dressing warm…

 but soon…

 you’ll notice, James encased himself in layers of clothing…..

 It was the perfect surprise and welcome

 for a young man who has never seen or touched snow…..

he was blessed with a real Winter Wonderland.

 James learned that if you sit in the snow….

 it sticks to you……

 all the things we take for granted here in America about snow, fascinated James…

The fun of writing in the snow

At the Meeting of the Lord Chapel, the snow glistened

 Bundled up with a huge smile on his face, James can’t believe that he was granted to see snow so quickly upon his arrival.

Awesome

 Taking it all in, James looks in wonderment……

 Soon, he remembers his camera and does his thing…..

 and of course, so do I…

 All in all, having not yet been in America for 24 hours, America has shown him a beautiful welcome.

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What a Thanksgiving it was & continues to be. James Mansaray arrives in America!

I was a bit distracted during our Thanksgiving Dinner this year.  I had a certain event on my mind, everyone did.  We knew that James Mansaray, our NHA Director from Freetown, Sierra Leone had boarded a plane bound for the USA the night before and was expected to land at Standiford Field Airport in Kentucky on Thanksgiving Eve.  However, after he boarded in Lungi (Sierra Leone) we had no contact again.   His phone didn’t work on our networks here and even as he waited out a layover in Chicago, we weren’t sure if he’d cleared his way through Heathrow Airport.   So we waited….

anxiously hoping to see his face.   On the monitor it was reported that the flight was delayed.  

Was he on the flight?  Is he okay?

We waited with signs and even a homemade Sierra Leonean Flag!!!!!!!!!!

We tied shoes, and

danced around the Greeting sign… all in anticipation of the moment of arrival….

Finally, the plane arrives and we stand ready to greet James……

…and we wait….

and we wait………..

Suddenly we catch a glimpse of him…….

camera in hand…..

The hugs begin……….

and continue……

smiles and waves …………  

We greet in front of the “Kentucky Welcome” of bourbon splashing in the background and the word “ARRIVAL” 
joy and excitement
faces matched to phone voices……….
 3-D hugs…..
 finally getting to touch and hold “Uncle James” ….
 Real live greetings, no more internet photos… 
 the real thing, here in America……..
 wow!
 A faithful supporter, Loretta, happened to be returning from visiting friends and recognized the faces of NHA, as well as our Logo on the banner and immediately joined in the celebration.
 Before allowing James to walk out into the cold, Ray presented him with a warm coat… (which seems to have become permanently attached to him ever since.)

Its on to experience America…

But first the escalator had to be dealt with…….

white knuckled, James negotiates it……..  

Check in daily for more adventures both of NHA in America and in Sierra Leone………

and remember
every donation small or large, aids someone in Sierra Leone

www.nazarethhouseap.org
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