Well it has been a time of life and death in Sousafilip. We now have water as the generator has been fixed after a week of extreme conservation. It is a wonderful social time as people gather with every imaginable kind of container to receive the life giving water. I can't balance an empty bucket and walk two steps but the ladies lift the 6 gallons as if they weigh nothing and take off up the hill.

Late yesterday we were notified the old church boat captain had died. I must have been the only one in town anticipating it but he has been living a slow death since we arrived. Today was "community day" as the horrible Norde churns the sea so much the family from the mainland can not come. Two daughters depend on the church and community for finding a "borrowed" casket (Mm Connel keeps her's in the living room for her time to pass over. The church members also gather the rock, gravel and sand, beg, borrow or take cement from somewhere and build all but the top of the crypt.