Kids, rain, clinics. I met a mentally ill boy named Chris, he was the happiest. By day’s end, we’d seen 15 or so. And so many kids! In one village, Joseph (who has six kids of his own) turned to me and said, “De a too many child her. De run da viyage.” I agreed. Crawling, running, everywhere.

Night at the Angel Guest House… where it’s still Christmas? (Or where wall decorations are in short supply…)

All over Nimba County, Liberia.