June 30, 2007
Tuesday July 1st, 1980
This morning I made mayonnaise so that I could make some salad dressing. I made a batch of hamburger buns. Ken went into town with Tommy Jones. M.G., Ken, and Peter cut some more wood for ours is about finished. Chuck Evans came by about lunch time, but would not eat. He was going to work in the garage. Ken went up there and helped him some. Too, they welded our new grate for the fireplace. We got a letter today from Lynn Burrow asking for recipes for Belinda Senter and Keith Kingsley who are getting married in August.
Homemade salad dressing takes on a whole new meaning when you have to make the mayonnaise to even start the recipe. But Mom lived in Kenya and you do what you have to do.
Looks like I was a busy guy today. Going to town, cutting wood, working on cars, WHAT? Ken Duncan working on a car! I do hope Chuck did not want the car to do much after I had gotten through with it. To make matters worse they gave me the means to make fire and burn metal in the same day. They have a rather coarse name for the type of welding I do. But since this is a family friendly blog I will abstain from the use of such terminology.
Belinda, if you are reading this blog I would love to know what recipe Mom sent to you.
June 30, 2007
Friday June 30th, 1967
I made up a bunch of rolls this morning. This afternoon we went to see Kenny and Alan in a swimming display. They both did real well. For supper I made the boys a pizza pie and they really did enjoy it. Tonight M.G. and I went to the late movie, “The Sand Pebbles.” It was very good, but rather gruesome. We met Sally, Ellen, Marshall, and Dorsie coming out as we went in.
Kenny and Alan in a swimming display. Having seen myself in a swimming outfit lately I cannot imagine anything Alan and I did in the water deserving the description “real well”. I think this is just a proud mother glad that one or both her sons did not sink like rocks.
After a hard day in the pool pizza fills the boys up.
While writing this post I was a little miffed that I did not get to go to the late movie. But once I read the write up on the link I was glad I stayed home.
June 29, 2007
Tuesday June 29th, 1976
This afternoon I went to Kamirithu for a women’s meeting. I learned after arriving that another class was going on there and that our Baptist people were not cooperating very well. The African man in charge has a long talk with me. While we were sewing, a young boy came running in to tell his mother that her baby had been burned. I got the mother and baby in the car to take them to the hospital and discovered that I had a flat. A young African man changed the tire for me. We had a hard time getting the spare from underneath the car for I didn’t know how to release it. Finally we found how to release it. We came home then. In the meantime the woman had gotten a ride to the hospital with her baby. Bilha and I stopped to see about her. They kept the baby for the night. We went to the Bible Study at the Bateman’s house. Mildred Cagle came with a shoe of a kind on.
It seems that Baptists the world over are pretty much the same. Someone was evidently not playing well with others. However it looks like Mom was able to sort things out.
While in the class catastrophe struck. You really never know when God is going to challenge your resolve. I am sure throughout the tire fiasco Mom and her cool head prevailed. She probably organized the ride to the hospital with someone else while her means of travel was hampered. This was before cell phones so the Kenyan version of AAA was unavailable.
Women can spot an anomaly from 100 yards. I am sure Mildred had another pair of shoes just like these in her closet at home.
June 28, 2007
Monday June 28th, 1965
M.G. and I went to the market to get stuff for the station meeting supper tonight. George made curry and it was very good. It was our first time to entertain all of them for a meal. We took Alan back to the doctor, and he finished the cast on Alan’s arm. He told Alan that he was not known as the “Silent American”. We got a letter from Helen today, and she was surprised to know that I had been to Tanzania.
A big day was being had in the Duncan household.
I am sure that Mom was anxious to have everything just right for the rest of the missionaries. It strikes me as funny that vanity played a role in this performance even though we were in Africa. I am sure Mom made us clean up our rooms just in case one of the wives got lost on the way to the bathroom and stumbled into my quarters and was never seen again.
It seems this doctor in Kenya was something of a clairvoyant. Alan has been in his care for a few days and he molds his life forever with those prophetic words. Alan is many things but “silent” is not one of them!
June 27, 2007
Saturday June 27th, 1981
Samburu Lodge and Limuru, Kenya
This morning we left the lodge after breakfast. When we got back to our room, the workers had already taken our sheets off the beds. This was not what we expected. We ate lunch in Nyeri at the Outspan Hotel. We ordered from the menu rather that eat from the buffet table and this about blew their mind. We had to detour on the way. We got home about 4 o’clock. We found out that the Stickney’s had spent the night here on Friday night. They had locked Peter out of the house. For supper I made us waffles and sausage gravy. We were all so tired.
I don’t know if Mom and Dad were going to take a nap after breakfast but the Lodge staff put that idea out of their head pretty quickly.
Having experienced the Outspan buffet in the past Dad and Mom were circumventing such delights as steak and kidney pie or beef tongue. Ordering off the menu took the cooks by surprise I am sure. I guess the waiters were just surprised that these “wazungus” (white folks) would pass up a buffet table for a la carte.
Waffles and gravy topped the day off and we went to bed full and satisfied from another long trip.
June 26, 2007
Saturday June 26th, 1976
Ken did not get to come in today for it was intermediate field day. Alan had gone to Arusha for the choir concert. We went out to Kijabe for a picnic supper with Ken and stayed for the movie. Tommy and Andy Jones rode out there with us Andy wanted to see his girl friend Mary Wester. On the way back from Kijabe we went to Mirathu to pick up Jackson. As we were going down a country road we saw a man lying in the road. As we came back, he was still there. Jackson said for us not to stop.
This must have been a dark day when I had to stay at R.V.A for the weekend. However it looks like Mom took pity on me and packed up “Solomon’s” banquet and brought it out to her suffering child.
A movie at R.V.A was an interesting exercise to say the least. This boarding school had a student population of about 400 kids while I was there. These children were distributed in grades 1 through 12. You can imagine the job the staff had choosing a movie for Saturday night. Sometimes the staff would not have much to pick from so they would try to “censor” one of the movies they could get. This process would involve watching the movie and cutting the sound or the lights when the content got to “risqué”. Sometimes they would have timing issues and what followed was funnier than if they would have left the movie alone.
The “good Samaritan” ploy has worked on many a missionary in Kenya. I am glad that Jackson was along to keep my folks safe from what could have been a bad situation.
June 25, 2007
Monday June 25th, 1973
We arrived in Copenhagen this morning around 7:00am the time here. We finally got to our hotel (Scandinavia) around 11 o’clock. The boys went swimming in the hotel swimming pool for a few minutes. We slept for awhile. Then we went to Tivoli Gardens. M.G. and I ate supper at the Pagoda (Chinese restaurant). The boys had a pizza at a little stand, and then went on some of the rides. The whole family saw the outside open air show. It was pretty good, but the best part of it was that we could sit down. We were all very tired.
Long before Priceline.com came into existence Marshall Duncan was finagling deals with airlines. This was the second time we stayed in Copenhagen on S.A.S’s tab. I do not know where Dad learned to do this magic but he did seem to have a way with this type of travel. Most boys of age 13 and 15 could not say with a snobbish air that, “Copenhagen, oh, we’ve been there twice!”
Phone call to thank Dad again follows this blog post.
Mom sold the open air show a little short in her writing. I will chalk this down to being tired. The show consisted of acrobats doing stunts on a trampoline that today would make me blanch. Acrobatic endeavors do not need translation, so even though the show was in Danish Alan and I really enjoyed the performance.