Monday, September 1, 2008

LETTER TO MY LOVE

Betty,
I know today is your birth. I feel sad I have to work and not attend to your birth day. This are occupational hazards that we are faced. I will see you over the weekend. It is sad our son is sick. Get time and check on him in kampala, tommorrow.

I dedicate the article about the suffering of our people here below to you.

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