PART EIGHT- "parting is such sweet sorrow"
7/13/00 I left the village today and yesterday a few more things were finished. I guess it's just the way that things have to be, but there was good and bad in it and that has left me with the feeling this experience has: ambivalence. I want to care more than I do but I can't ask myself to care anymore than I already have. It felt like a lot, maybe even too much, but then again maybe not as much as I thought it did. The good was standing beside my main man Emmanuel and watching him put the finishing touches on another basketball rim, this one for a volunteer in another village far away from Ouake who only wanted one rim made as a model for someone to duplicate. He's going to build a basketball court there. It's the in thing to be doing in world development these days, you know. It means that I was right to have a dream and right to force it to follow itself to the end. Good things come from good things and has to be a good thing.