We just got back from Yawando, the village where Emmanuel lives.  Emmanuel was not able to give us any help finding his voter ID card.  He said he knew that he had it but did not know where to look. … Continue Reading →

Red finally made it to Tamale.  He took Paul’s truck to the mechanic but they said that it was too hot to work on it.  They are going to start working on it first thing in morning.  Red was exhausted… Continue Reading →

Did I tell you that there is a Kentucky Fried Chicken in Tamale?  Well there is; we are coming up in the world!  We tried it out and it was excellent; they even had French fries that made Steve very… Continue Reading →

We planned on leaving mid-morning and going to Tamale to do some business but we had so many babies and mothers at the Child Center that we did not get a break until noon.  By the time we finished with… Continue Reading →

We were saddened to hear that our dear friend Robert Johnson, father of Rusty Johnson passed from this life this past week. Brother Johnson became acquainted with the Yendi work though Rusty several years ago and was a supporter of… Continue Reading →

As we were coming down the lane toward the mission house we saw a young teenage boy carrying something he had killed.   As we got closer to him we could tell that it was a cat; yes, a house cat… Continue Reading →

Last time we talked to Paul and Red they were in Kumasi which is about half way to their destination.  The truck is doing well and they were thinking of trying to make it all the way to Secondi-Takoradi before… Continue Reading →

Our return to Ghana this month went smoothly.  When you leave with nine pieces of luggage and all of them arrive when you do it is a good day!  We spent two days in Accra to take care of business… Continue Reading →

My brother Paul and Red stayed in Wa a little longer than they intended to because Red wanted to go to a doctor there to have his leg looked at. Years ago Red had a motorcycle accident and broke his leg. At… Continue Reading →

Nazo finished weaving the thatch this afternoon.  I know that he is happy to have that itchy job behind him.  The grass makes them itch and it also cuts their hands as they are weaving.  Every afternoon after Nazo finishes… Continue Reading →