We all should know that diversity makes for a rich tapestry, and we must
understand that all the threads of the tapestry are equal in value no
matter what their color. -Maya Angelou, poet (b. 4 Apr 1928)
[Nadienka Wyss I will dearest Host Vati! I'll arrive in Vancouver on the 26th of June.. Will you be around in July?
More momentous, (only in the sense of Al's departure, not my poor scribblings), musings, if interested:Up
at 7:00 am as I had to be ready to take our Equinox into the dealership
to have snow tires changed for regular ones now that highway
restrictions are over. Had made arrangements with Spumoni to collect me
there, en route to Summerland. Lady Dar needed to be at home as work
party from Suncoast Louvered Roofs was to arrive at 10:00 am to begin
the installation of the structure we had negotiated. Had to wait for a
few minutes until Spamela arrived so I stood under the cover of the
building as it was raining slightly. Forecast predicted that showers
would end around 10:00 am so I had high hopes for a dry hike.
Once at the IGA parking lot we greeted the gang already there and then regrouped to take as few vehicles as possible to where hike was to start. We were headed to Peachland to hike in an area known as Drought Hill. I thought that the name was a function of the dry climate and lack of water but was informed that it was the name of the family that owned the land thereabouts:
In 1904 the three Drought brothers, Henry, John and Albert with their wives and children arrived in the Okanagan from Morris, Man., to make a new life in this lakeside paradise. The steep hill between the end of the Okanagan Connector down to lake level took their name, and became known as Drought Hill.
Wonderful to know, having been born in Winnipeg, myself, that I was going to hike on "family" land! At any rate, we parked on a residential road, Walker Rd, I believe, just off Okanagan Highway, and then walked a short distance, along 97, carefully, as traffic was whizzing by, led by Autocrat Al, to a small drainage grate on the shoulder. Here we clambered up a fairly steep embankment to begin the hike proper. Had been drizzling slightly, when we arrived, and many of the group were wearing rain gear. I had faith that the forecast would prove correct so I scoffed at their worry! After-all, I wasn't made out of sugar, (As Lady Dar can readily attest!), so had no fears of melting away! Initial climb was pretty steep but footing was reasonably good, if one was careful on some of the loose shale, dodging many clusters of vicious Prickly Pear, and we were almost immediately rewarded by cluster upon cluster, the hillsides above one giant vase, of flowering Balsam-root, stunning yellow, Aureolin, to my untutored eye, but I defer to either Dorothea or Lady Dar for precise naming, colour challenged as I am ever reminded by The Sisterhood!
When I first had occasion to see this incredible bloom it was in one of Dorothy's remarkable paintings and I assumed that the flowers were sunflowers, quite surprised that these grew, in such profusion, in the wild, here in the Okanagan. Dorothy corrected me, very gently, I might add, but though a much smaller, shorter version of the sunflower they still remind me, non-biologist that I am, of a cross, of sorts, between a daisy and a sunflower! Nonetheless, what a stunning splash of colour across the hillsides, burgeoning green with new grass and other shoots.
Once we reached the top of the first ridge, the views out across Okanagan Lake were gorgeous. In particular, I enjoyed seeing Rattlesnake Island from this far north, having only seen it from below Peachland on a umber of other occasions. After the first, obligatory group photo, arranged and conducted by ever officious Maestro Man, the going became uncharacteristically easy as we followed, much to our collective surprise, given Tyrannosaurus Tinka's penchant for creative blundering, a well-worn gas utility trail. This allowed us to drink in the continuing profusion of Balsam-root as well as the tall Saskatoon bushes, (some more tree-like than shrub-like), festooned in snow-drop white. At one point Federico, I think, mentioned that we were near The Connector and I thought he was wildly disoriented, drunk on the gorgeous flowers surrounding us. Turned out I was the one who didn't have a clue as to our whereabouts and after a short, fairly easy climb, the large, rock strewn embankment of Highway 97C, aka the Okanagan Connector or the Coquihalla Connector, came into view.
A deer fence runs parallel to it and just on the other side of an access gate we discovered a small dolly and an unopened fifty lb bag of peat moss. Wild speculations filled the air, running the gamut from a grow-op to highway landscaping but the puzzle remained unsolved and we trekked back down the slope, (some vowing to return with a vehicle to claim salvage spoils), along the fence for a time, to stop for our picnic lunch in front of what can only be described as a rusted machinery graveyard!
Encyclopedic Al suggested that the ramshackle utility shed, barely standing, its wonderfully weathered roof and side boards barely holding the structure together, was part of an earlier orchard operation. Some of the machinery was massive, an engine block and huge links of coiled chain, (Imagine a Brobdingnagian bicycle chain on steroids, Dear Reader!), and I had no idea, not the slightest, whatsoever, of the use the latter could have been put to. Once again, Sagacious Al offered that the mechanism was part of a grader, the chain used to move the blade. Still, quite something to come across such a collection of abandoned equipment out in the relative middle of nowhere.
We enjoyed our lunch break here, many seating on a huge log in front of the collapsing shed, some more comfortably than others as Louise and Jud had scored a section of rusted spring, bare of material, from an abandoned car seat or sofa, perhaps, dining thereupon, in luxury, sheer luxury, while Dorothea, Bonita and Heather were banished to sit on the tick infested grass in front of the log! Nasty critters aside, the views from the rocky outcrop behind the shack were more than stunning, Gaia's way of answering humankind's propensity to disturb and blight her miraculous creation.
After the pleasant break we packed up and headed back, in a southerly direction, along the well-grooved trail, to come across a reasonably large, furrowed garden plot and found quite a few well-developed asparagus shoots pushing their way up, well above the soil. Bonita snapped off one, growing on the ledge, off the track, and announced that it was delicious as she greedily devoured it without offering to share a bite! Even more stupendous views across the lake, as well as more hillsides, swimming in yellow, as we made for the vehicles. Came out onto a residential street, Clarence Rd, I believe, about a kilometre or so from where the cars were parked so last bit of hike was on tarmac and concrete. St Kilian very kindly kept me company as we were last to arrive.
Back into our respective cars to drive to Good Omens for java and de-throning of Tyrant Tinka! Unfortunately, for the rest of us, Big Al will not be our Fearless-Non-Leader anymore. Although he was not impeached, (He willingly abdicated!), his selfless organizational contributions, truly extraordinary hiking experience and encyclopedic knowledge of local history will be sorely, sorely missed. This does not mean that he will never hike again but that he will not play an active part in the planning and management of future hikes.
In an attempt to counteract the sense of loss we all felt, we tried to lighten the mood by giving Terrific Tinka a heartfelt send-off, foisting a cruise-kiss, (One kisses the person sitting next to one, and so on.), upon him, to his unbridled delight, (and the green-eyed monster envy of the the other males present), I must report! Still, he leaves the group in the more than capable hands of Spamela Spumoni with promises of help from other hiking vets so although the occasion was bittersweet, the tradition continues. Thank you, Mr Al, for so, so much. You will be missed, and dearly so, but never forgotten, particularly the admonishments showered upon one and all when posing for group photos! Cheers from the New Kid on the Block/Last in Line Patrizzio! Stats for hike:
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/1113262288#.VwL2XdlgWk0.email
I was so lightheaded after the wonderful hike that I neglected to turn off my odometre! Hence, stats include car ride back to Summerland. When waiting to order java in Good Omens I realized my mistake so recorded data includes the hour or so we spent there! I have estimated that the correct time for hike was 2:56:16 with an AVG of 2.6 kph over roughly 4 km, as opposed to 48.97 km at an AVG of 10.4 kph!
Hi, I'm forwarding this information about the Mother's Day hike to Patrick, Kilian and Pam, as promised and to Al because I know he likes to be " invited ". As we discussed in the car today, Tim and I are good with driving (carpooling) to Peachland and joining up with the walkers there as opposed to cycling from Summerland. Cheers, Marian
Hi Marian and Tim! Thanks, Marian, for forwarding info on Mother's Day hike. As it turns out, we will not be going into Vancouver until the following weekend so I think we will probably join outing. Have yet to talk to Lady Dar about what she might like to do, certainly walking as opposed to cycling. I think I might like to try cycling, especially if St Kilian and Tiny Tim plan to do so. We can chat over next little while and I'm happy to hike as well if that turns out what most people wish to do.
Thanks, Tiny, for snapola! Still shaking my head thinking about the outing. What a harbinger of Spring! Thanks again to you both. Will be in touch. Cheers, Patrizzio!
Thanks I have been way busy working the vineyard. Hope to get back towards the end of April and some in May. Larry Hi Lorenzo Sorry that you have not been able to join us of late but delighted to learn that you are contributing to this coming year's grape harvest! Take care of yourself and will look forward to next hike together. Cheers, Patrizzio! Pic: Snap taken by Tim on today's hike.
Patrick James Dunn Yes!
we will be driving to Winnipeg in early to mid-June, for Corinne's
parent's 72nd wedding anniversary but will be back by the beginning of
July! Cheers, Hiking Host Father!]
Once at the IGA parking lot we greeted the gang already there and then regrouped to take as few vehicles as possible to where hike was to start. We were headed to Peachland to hike in an area known as Drought Hill. I thought that the name was a function of the dry climate and lack of water but was informed that it was the name of the family that owned the land thereabouts:
In 1904 the three Drought brothers, Henry, John and Albert with their wives and children arrived in the Okanagan from Morris, Man., to make a new life in this lakeside paradise. The steep hill between the end of the Okanagan Connector down to lake level took their name, and became known as Drought Hill.
Wonderful to know, having been born in Winnipeg, myself, that I was going to hike on "family" land! At any rate, we parked on a residential road, Walker Rd, I believe, just off Okanagan Highway, and then walked a short distance, along 97, carefully, as traffic was whizzing by, led by Autocrat Al, to a small drainage grate on the shoulder. Here we clambered up a fairly steep embankment to begin the hike proper. Had been drizzling slightly, when we arrived, and many of the group were wearing rain gear. I had faith that the forecast would prove correct so I scoffed at their worry! After-all, I wasn't made out of sugar, (As Lady Dar can readily attest!), so had no fears of melting away! Initial climb was pretty steep but footing was reasonably good, if one was careful on some of the loose shale, dodging many clusters of vicious Prickly Pear, and we were almost immediately rewarded by cluster upon cluster, the hillsides above one giant vase, of flowering Balsam-root, stunning yellow, Aureolin, to my untutored eye, but I defer to either Dorothea or Lady Dar for precise naming, colour challenged as I am ever reminded by The Sisterhood!
When I first had occasion to see this incredible bloom it was in one of Dorothy's remarkable paintings and I assumed that the flowers were sunflowers, quite surprised that these grew, in such profusion, in the wild, here in the Okanagan. Dorothy corrected me, very gently, I might add, but though a much smaller, shorter version of the sunflower they still remind me, non-biologist that I am, of a cross, of sorts, between a daisy and a sunflower! Nonetheless, what a stunning splash of colour across the hillsides, burgeoning green with new grass and other shoots.
Once we reached the top of the first ridge, the views out across Okanagan Lake were gorgeous. In particular, I enjoyed seeing Rattlesnake Island from this far north, having only seen it from below Peachland on a umber of other occasions. After the first, obligatory group photo, arranged and conducted by ever officious Maestro Man, the going became uncharacteristically easy as we followed, much to our collective surprise, given Tyrannosaurus Tinka's penchant for creative blundering, a well-worn gas utility trail. This allowed us to drink in the continuing profusion of Balsam-root as well as the tall Saskatoon bushes, (some more tree-like than shrub-like), festooned in snow-drop white. At one point Federico, I think, mentioned that we were near The Connector and I thought he was wildly disoriented, drunk on the gorgeous flowers surrounding us. Turned out I was the one who didn't have a clue as to our whereabouts and after a short, fairly easy climb, the large, rock strewn embankment of Highway 97C, aka the Okanagan Connector or the Coquihalla Connector, came into view.
A deer fence runs parallel to it and just on the other side of an access gate we discovered a small dolly and an unopened fifty lb bag of peat moss. Wild speculations filled the air, running the gamut from a grow-op to highway landscaping but the puzzle remained unsolved and we trekked back down the slope, (some vowing to return with a vehicle to claim salvage spoils), along the fence for a time, to stop for our picnic lunch in front of what can only be described as a rusted machinery graveyard!
Encyclopedic Al suggested that the ramshackle utility shed, barely standing, its wonderfully weathered roof and side boards barely holding the structure together, was part of an earlier orchard operation. Some of the machinery was massive, an engine block and huge links of coiled chain, (Imagine a Brobdingnagian bicycle chain on steroids, Dear Reader!), and I had no idea, not the slightest, whatsoever, of the use the latter could have been put to. Once again, Sagacious Al offered that the mechanism was part of a grader, the chain used to move the blade. Still, quite something to come across such a collection of abandoned equipment out in the relative middle of nowhere.
We enjoyed our lunch break here, many seating on a huge log in front of the collapsing shed, some more comfortably than others as Louise and Jud had scored a section of rusted spring, bare of material, from an abandoned car seat or sofa, perhaps, dining thereupon, in luxury, sheer luxury, while Dorothea, Bonita and Heather were banished to sit on the tick infested grass in front of the log! Nasty critters aside, the views from the rocky outcrop behind the shack were more than stunning, Gaia's way of answering humankind's propensity to disturb and blight her miraculous creation.
After the pleasant break we packed up and headed back, in a southerly direction, along the well-grooved trail, to come across a reasonably large, furrowed garden plot and found quite a few well-developed asparagus shoots pushing their way up, well above the soil. Bonita snapped off one, growing on the ledge, off the track, and announced that it was delicious as she greedily devoured it without offering to share a bite! Even more stupendous views across the lake, as well as more hillsides, swimming in yellow, as we made for the vehicles. Came out onto a residential street, Clarence Rd, I believe, about a kilometre or so from where the cars were parked so last bit of hike was on tarmac and concrete. St Kilian very kindly kept me company as we were last to arrive.
Back into our respective cars to drive to Good Omens for java and de-throning of Tyrant Tinka! Unfortunately, for the rest of us, Big Al will not be our Fearless-Non-Leader anymore. Although he was not impeached, (He willingly abdicated!), his selfless organizational contributions, truly extraordinary hiking experience and encyclopedic knowledge of local history will be sorely, sorely missed. This does not mean that he will never hike again but that he will not play an active part in the planning and management of future hikes.
In an attempt to counteract the sense of loss we all felt, we tried to lighten the mood by giving Terrific Tinka a heartfelt send-off, foisting a cruise-kiss, (One kisses the person sitting next to one, and so on.), upon him, to his unbridled delight, (and the green-eyed monster envy of the the other males present), I must report! Still, he leaves the group in the more than capable hands of Spamela Spumoni with promises of help from other hiking vets so although the occasion was bittersweet, the tradition continues. Thank you, Mr Al, for so, so much. You will be missed, and dearly so, but never forgotten, particularly the admonishments showered upon one and all when posing for group photos! Cheers from the New Kid on the Block/Last in Line Patrizzio! Stats for hike:
https://connect.garmin.com/modern/activity/1113262288#.VwL2XdlgWk0.email
I was so lightheaded after the wonderful hike that I neglected to turn off my odometre! Hence, stats include car ride back to Summerland. When waiting to order java in Good Omens I realized my mistake so recorded data includes the hour or so we spent there! I have estimated that the correct time for hike was 2:56:16 with an AVG of 2.6 kph over roughly 4 km, as opposed to 48.97 km at an AVG of 10.4 kph!
Hi, I'm forwarding this information about the Mother's Day hike to Patrick, Kilian and Pam, as promised and to Al because I know he likes to be " invited ". As we discussed in the car today, Tim and I are good with driving (carpooling) to Peachland and joining up with the walkers there as opposed to cycling from Summerland. Cheers, Marian
Hi Marian and Tim! Thanks, Marian, for forwarding info on Mother's Day hike. As it turns out, we will not be going into Vancouver until the following weekend so I think we will probably join outing. Have yet to talk to Lady Dar about what she might like to do, certainly walking as opposed to cycling. I think I might like to try cycling, especially if St Kilian and Tiny Tim plan to do so. We can chat over next little while and I'm happy to hike as well if that turns out what most people wish to do.
Thanks, Tiny, for snapola! Still shaking my head thinking about the outing. What a harbinger of Spring! Thanks again to you both. Will be in touch. Cheers, Patrizzio!
Thanks I have been way busy working the vineyard. Hope to get back towards the end of April and some in May. Larry Hi Lorenzo Sorry that you have not been able to join us of late but delighted to learn that you are contributing to this coming year's grape harvest! Take care of yourself and will look forward to next hike together. Cheers, Patrizzio! Pic: Snap taken by Tim on today's hike.
Hi Guys, We have just taken a minor plunge into real estate at the beach having just signed up to buy a one bedroom flat about 80 metres from beach down the Gold Coast as a bit of a future holiday location and when this is added to the new caravan we have just bought you can imagine our finances have taken a bit of a hit. So we are now in all probability we will not be travelling overseas next year. However I refused to say we won’t, we just have to see how the finances work their way through the system over the next 6 months before we can look at travelling again and seeing what deals are out there. Will keep in touch Cheers Greg and Claire
Hello Gold Coast Real Estate Magnates! Congratulations on your recent foray into property speculation! Trust all goes well with venture! Cheers, Patrizzio!
Great pics, Patrizzio! They are a nice reminder of a super evening. Thanks again to you and Corinne for hosting. We look forward to our next get-together.
Cheers, Lynnie and Dom Pedro
Hello Lovely Lurkin' et al! Glad you enjoyed snaps and time Friday evening. Always a delight to have you and Dom Jugos over. Missed you on Sunday but we managed to have a pretty good time in spite of your absence, along with that of Lady Darjeeling, doing the downward-facing dog at a yoga workshop! Thanks Jugos Dom Pedro for the two bottles of your own home-grown/-made wine. Very generous and certainly much appreciated as both varietals, Riesling and Charrrrrrdddddddonnnnaaaaaay, are simply wonderful!
Thanks, as well, to Spumoni and Michaelo for the bridge. Loads of fun and congrats on bidding and making a small slam, Michaelo. Thanks, as well, for delish Township 7 Sauvignon Blanc. Hurry up and read Bridge for Dummies, Guillermo, or else teach your new Scotty pup to bid! You are missing out on all sorts of fun.
Let me know if anyone is interested in playing again, this Sunday, and we'll plan accordingly. Cheers, Patrizzio, with a disastrous, catastrophic penchant for redoubling! Pics: Sunday's patio bridge!
Patrick, Thanks for the great time last weekend. It was nice seeing you both. FYI, you have my work email in this email group. Please remove it. I will read your emails through Ruth’s email. Thanks. Regards, Rick
Dear Sir, aka Crusty Crustacean, (For The Grumpster's eyes only!): FYI,
consider
yourself removed, forthwith, from any future mailings, other than one
last, current missive, correspondence from my lawyer, Better Call Saul,
detailing extensive damages done by
ill-behaved pooches to a number of priceless antiques and rugs, of
inestimable value, soiled by said canines. I remain, as ever, yer 'umble
landlord, Vitriolically Yours, Mr Patrizzio!
Pics: Lady Dar with Biggage Al and Lord Patrizzio with Maid Marian, celebrating on anticipated damages to be awarded as a result of suit brought against one Richard N. Toews, De Minimis Barrister and Shoddy Solicitor, of Nowhereville Squamish, on the road to Perdition!
Hi Patrick, Thanks to you for hosting bridge. It was great to be taken to the cleaners by The Hustler (aka Mike). Pity your brain snaps whenever you hear the word “Double”. You could have finished securely in second place, and wouldn’t have dragged the very able Pam down with you! I won’t be able to join you this Sunday, thanks. Peter Patrick, PS I see you have the resolution on your camera turned up again! 3Mb each attachment. Peter
Hello Jugos! After the litany of criticism, (doubling, file size), I'm almost glad you are not available for bridge! I need a kinder, gentler partner and/or opponent! The Hustler and I need to take you and Gayle on, sometime soon! Anyway, blame Aarturo for resolution, not me, I'm just the messenger. Cheers, Suitably Chastised, but yet Unbroken, Patrizzio! Pic: Can you handle 2 MB, Jugos? Marian is a 100 MB bombshell so too, too bad you can't handle that amount of firepower! Hi Patrick, Sorry for criticism. I only hurt the ones I love! Peter Jugos! Funny how you sound just like Lady Dar! Cheers, Old Monk Patrizzio, atoning for his multiple sins! See, you don't have to feel guilty! Peter Dear Padre Confessor! I feel washed in the blood of the lamb even if I now need a stiff drink! May the Grape be with you! Cheers, Patrizzio!
And the April 4 scores were:
| Tony | Clive | Mr. T | Robert | Byron |
| 4,680 | 5,190 | 1,540 | 6,310 | 3,320 |
| (32) | (32) | (32) | (32) | (32) |
Cheers, R. Hi Robert! Congratulations
on topping latest bridge scores! Well done indeed! Bravo! Onward!!
Peter and I are attempting to keep our bridge hands in.
Hello and best wishes to the other bridge lads. Cheers, Patrizzio! Pic: Friday evening's fire-pit bridge!
Tummler, not sure you have got into the book '60' yet but I thought you might appreciate this piece. http://fw.to/WdPUm0c Brown plays double squash. Let us know when you plan to be back in the big smoke. Safe riding. Fond regards to all, G
Dear Corinne and Patrick, How are you? Hope that Spring in the Okanagan is treating you well. Thank you for the refreshing and adorable Easter e-card! We were away in Las Vegas celebrating our fifth wedding anniversary when we received it.
We haven't been in touch with Kath and Steve for a while (apart from the odd email), however I think they are planning for a late summer/early autumn visit to B.C., and I am sure they will try to get to your lovely new neighbourhood as a matter of priority! We stayed in Harcourt in February for about a week - it was hot, and full of snakes and other wildlife. But it was good to see Mum, Dad and Jessie.
Matthew and I are hoping to visit the Okanagan over the Victoria Day long weekend (May 22nd - 24th). We would love to see you, perhaps for lunch on the Saturday, Sunday or Monday, if you are in town? And if you are not already hosting a million other guests likewise escaping the city? After a gruelling 18 months of staying in Vancouver, working overtime, getting Matthew's permanent resident status, and moving into our new condo, we are finally able to get out adventuring more in 2016. It is a good feeling. How is Chloe? How is the Spring thaw? Hope all is well. Love, Zoe and Matthew
Hello Zoe and Matt, et al! Belated congratulations on the very special and wonderful occasion of your 5th wedding anniversary! Hip Hip Hooray! For They are Jolly Good Fellows! Hip Hip Hooray! Glad you enjoyed the card and trust that all went swimmingly in Las Vegas. Look forward to hearing all about it, at some point, in the not too, too distant future. I know Lady Dar responded earlier and we are delighted to learn of your impending visit on the Victoria Day long weekend. How appropriate being that you are both from Victoria! I know this will drive Stefano nuts, fiendish Anglophobe that he is!!! Tee Hee!!! Fondestos to you both, or four, from Lady Dar. Cheers,Patrizzio!
April 4 Made it to Obidos, a walled medieval city. Fascinating place - like a mini Carcassonne. Staying at a hotel inside the old city, so had to schlep our suitcases in from the parking beyond the pale. I always wanted to be a porter.
Hi All, I'm really sorry for the bulk email but I am writing to you about some Syrian friends of Penny's and to ask for your help in reuniting their family. I have attached a short video in which Nessrin describes some of what has happened to her family during the conflict in Syria.
The beginning of the attached video is missing. In it Nessrin describes how her brothers did not want to be recruited into the army because they did not want to kill people. At the end of the video she talks about her brother and sister in law, three nephews and a niece, who drowned on February 8th in their attempt to reach Greece.
Nessrin's family now want to prevent further tragedy by sponsoring her cousins, (two parents and three children) and her aunt and uncle so that they can come to Canada safely. Nessrin's cousins are currently in a camp in Iraq. The wife has kidney stones because the water quality is so poor. Nessrin's aunt, whom the family consider a second mother, and her husband are in poor health and are also in a camp. The family do not think they would survive the walk to Europe.
Nessrin's family need over $30,000.00 to sponsor their cousins and $13,000.00 for their aunt and uncle because they will live in the family home. They would like to get their family out of the dreadful conditions in the refugee camps as soon as possible. I am writing to ask if you can help in any way by making a donation. Any donations over $20.00 will receive a tax receipt if you include your email address. Any amount would help.
Cheques for the cousins should be made out to 'Eagle Ridge United Church' and have a note stating 'Refugee Funds Humanity for Syrians.' Cheques can be sent to me and I will give them to the family or sent directly to: Eagle Ridge United Church, 2613 Glen Drive, Coquitlam, BC, V3B 2P6.
Cheques for the aunt and uncle should also be made out to 'Eagle Ridge United Church,' but have a note stating: 'Refugee Fund.' These cheques should be sent to me at the address above to give to the family directly, as they plan to give the funds to the church and obtain a loan for any funds they can not raise.
Please can you share this email with your friends, even if you are unable to give, so that we can make a difference to one family and do for them what we hope others would do for us if we were in the same situation. Thank you for any help you can give. Cheers, Robert.
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