Living Memories: a story from Lokitaung, Kenya

  1. Al,

    I have tears in my eyes as I read this story. Thank you.

    I lived in the Lokitaung area for over 13 years and I have suspicion I know that old man. If it is him that they called Mzee Suruali (he was almost the only man his age who wore trousers and not shukas) then I am very sad to hear of his passing. His house was used as the stop for getting water because his compound is the only one for miles that has a borehole.

    Lokitaung is very small and I know where the ruins of the old mission is – World Vision wanted to raise money to use that place as a station – not sure what became of that story.

    Its so important for us to find our culture – or ourselves as you say…

    Thank you Al.

  2. Eiiish boss!! This is not what I expected when I clicked on this link.

    But I needed to know it…

  3. Al,
    Y’know… This is very poignant. It’s humbling to read this. Makes one think, who will come looking for our story when we are in our 80s or 90s? and more importantly, will it be worth the read?

    1. At the end of the day Katunge, all stories are worth the read… because they build the foundations for our children…

  4. Living Memories is a book that has stayed with me. I have so much admiration for Al Kags. And I hope to read more of these stories.

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