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Show • • #)2, page 2 school in Kayenta. He is still confined to a wheelchair, and we hear that his fellowstudents make a great fuss over him and help him in every way. Another piece of good news is that natthew's cousin, Ray Begay, after about 4 years of effort to get to a school away from home, took off for a school at Hoses lake, Washington. There he will be living with an Episcopal Deacon and his wife, who are friends of our Bishop Putnam. Our kind friend, Diane Harris, drove Ray to the Bishop's house in Farmington where he stayed overnight. He was put on an early plane the next morning. The Bishop reports that Ray is happy with the Duncans, the school, and the athletic program. For many years we have been trying to get our people interested in offering temporary foster homes to our schoolchildren who need to live away from home for the school year. All we can say to the children who ask about foster homes is, '~ou'll have to ask the Hormons; they always have good and well supervised homes." Next question: "Aren't there any 'piscopal or Catholic homes we can go to?" Please keep up your prayers for both Matthew and Ray t and add fervent prayers that Bishop Putnam's good work in finding such a promising home for such a promising boy may inspire other people to open their homes to Navajo boys and girls. Brother Juniper's Two Cents: It hardly seems possible that thirty-eight years have passed since I was sent out here for "at least a yearlt to help Fr Liebler finish building at St Christopher's Hission. But so it is, and the building still goes on, though on a smaller scale. A line from an old song sticks in my memory: "Don't fence me in." The vegetables, trees and flowers around our living quarters inspire a different version: "Please fence me in." This is open range country and you fence the horses, cows, sheep and goats out if you want to grow anything. This year we accumulated bits of discarded fence, chicken wire and ranch fence, and some posts. Then we planted a garden, only to find that the baby sheep and goats found all the holes and places into and under which they could crawl. The horses were able to stretch their necks over the fence and eat off the tops of the corn. When the ground was leveled for the house and trailer the top soil (if you can call it that) became the bottom soil and little nourishment was left in the sand. Now my building goes on, making fence and building up the soil. It is going to take about )00 feet of •. ) four foot ranch wire and posts to enclose the area behind the trailer, let alone the total -.area enclosing both-home and trailer. rle are hQping that some of our friends will be able to -help us with tbe cost of ~he fencing. ' To build up the soil we hope that some of ' our~ Navajo , fr1ends ' will ~elp after cleaning out their corrals this fall, so that we can use the droppings to build up th~ _ s6il • . Winter snow and rain also will help with this. So you see, rrry buildiilg goes on - if ,I can get . the ma terials . . . . . Arid - ' hello -there- - .. from Joan . As usual, I have to .apologise for being largely responsible for the dearth of riessages from us this year. Various jobs just seem to get ahead of me, instead of me getting ahead of them! I had hoped to put in this Message some lovely pictures I brought back from f.'fiami of John Liebler's ordination to the diacoaate, which we told you about in the last Message. But when I sought them, they turned up missing. Par for the course. I tried to buy some black and white polaroid film to take some pictures, because that reproduces better than color. But there was none to be had. But I do hope the one of the children in the bathtub comes out fairly clearly. They're just adorable. |
