BOSS DAY

Sunday the sixteenth of Oct was National Boss Day and they couldn't do their job because no one come to work.

MANNA CABANNA

Each day of the work week we enter the depot and make our first stop at the Manna Cabanna for our first cup of coffee. there's a choice of coffee, decaf, several flavors of soda and water. The volunteers usually bring goodies to munch on..

On Thursday we loaded a container, for shipment to Armenia, with 652 boxes at 30 pounds each containing 15,648 health kits stacked 7 across and 8boxes high. We sill be loading another next Tuesday for a different location.

There are 50 volunteers here this week assembling health kits, school kits, birthing kits, layette kits, and sewing kits. There will be 70 here next week. They come from all over the USA. If you or your church group ever get bored give Sager Brown a call. There will probably be a year or more waiting list. Most of the volunteers are retired folks.

I have been busy helping to reorganise the material that goes into the kits to make it easier to obtain by the volunteers and cleaning up the refuge left over from the kit building process. Next week I may be washing down the outside walls of the depot or painting warning and control strips of the depot floor.

Never a dull moment. Beautiful weather each day we have been here. The sugar cane truck are on a roll with full loads

First week at Sager Brown

Spent the first week at Sager Brown unloading a trailer, disassembling large tub boxes that I helped assemble last year for the Haiti quake and transferring material that was shipped in from small boxes to large tub boxes. Had a super crew helping me. Mostly women. Gained a couple of pounds on the food they served.

This week end I am again sitting on the bayou watching the tide roll in carrying the islands of foliage (lily pads). The sugar harvesters provide a background of noise. Trucks are waiting to move the cane to the refinery for processing. Soon the barges will be hauling the sugar down the bayou and on to the world in many forms.

The fish are jumping clear of the surface and the small boats are heading down stream toward the gulf. The egrets seem to be avoiding this stretch of the water.

The tide has turned now. The wind is blowing up the bayou and the tide is flowing down stream. The tide is winning the battle of which way the small islands move. Mother nature says,"You can' t fool me".

Leaving the bayou to the center of the campus, I am sitting in a swing hung from a huge oak tree trying to read. As I sit there trying to win the page turning contest with the wind, an egret lands at a nearby bush, giving it the once over. Then moving to another group of bushes, moving ever so slowly, stalking its prey, it stabs out with its beak and savors an insect.

Now we start a new week with a brand new crew to work with.