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This picture illustrates the chaotic, unregulated way of life in Phnom Penh. This is the street and sidewalk outside of a market in the Tuol Kork neighborhood. The fruit stalls have taken over the sidewalk and one lane of the street. Perfectly acceptable….as long as the police get “tea money” from the fruit stalls.
This morning, after I finished mass with the Missionaries of Charity (Mother Teresa’s sisters), I was looking out the third-floor window at the traffic on Monivong Blvd, and it occurred to me that might be interesting to see. Take a look.
P.S. Well, I see that is not such a good idea. My slow Internet connection shows 2 seconds of video and then buffers for 12 seconds. Not good. I hope your connection is better!
The next two weeks, starting July 23, will see the competitions of the Asian Deaf Games, an every-four-year event that brings together deaf athletes from the various Asian countries. This will be the first time Cambodian deaf boys participate. For this first participation, our deaf youth will only enter the football competition. Here two of the footballers pick up their newly arrived uniform shirts.
I clicked on some notification from Facebook about someone contacting me and found I had dozens (hundreds?) of comments that people made in response to my Facebook posts. I had no idea they had come in.
If you made a comment on my Facebook page and I didn’t reply, I’m sorry! It was an oversight.
Many people say that we need the death penalty in order to have “justice for the victims.”
But so many family members of murder victims say over and over that the death penalty is not what they want. It mirrors the evil. It extends the trauma. It does not provide closure. It creates new victims… it is revenge, not justice.
Killing is the problem, not the solution.
Shane Claiborne / Sojourners
The lay missioners from mission-sending groups from various countries get together each month in a type of support group. This month they met at the MEP house on the Bassac River.
A fruit stall at the Sansam Kosal Market.
I’m embarrassed… I wasn’t able to access the Internet everyday on my trip to the US for the funeral of my sister Ann, but I was taking photos so I could give a summary when I returned. Well….I’ve returned but I’ve lost the photos! I downloaded them from the camera but I don’t know where I put them on my laptop! I’ll find them… Hang on!
Greetings… I am on my way to the Phnom Penh airport to head to Louisville, Kentucky for the funeral of my sister Ann Dittmeier who died yesterday. I fly through Seoul, San Francisco, and Houston before getting to Kentucky–about a 35-hour trip. I won’t be able to update the website here until I arrive in Louisville.
My sister Ann Marie died today in Louisville, Kentucky. It was rather unexpected. Ann was eating lunch and had a seizure and died. I am the oldest of the eight brothers and sisters and Ann was the oldest of the sisters. This picture of Ann and me is from a Christmas probably in the late 1960s.