"mary's africa" strives to tell a story not so much with words, but rather with images -- images captured by the author and other travelers to mary's small hospice in the bush beyond kabwe, beyond the capital city of lusaka, beyond zambia itself, beyond the world as most know it.
last fall i offered to compile the book in honor of mary's retirement; i soon found there was nothing close to a vocabulary worthy of captioning most of the photographs arrayed before me. so give yourself time as you browse these pages -- time to reach out and touch the all-encompassing commitment of mary and her staff, the rugged landscape and the raggedy clothing, as well as both the joy and desperateness reflected in the faces of young & old, caregiver & patient alike.
give yourself time to absorb the successes of the hospice clinic, of the women's business venture, and of the pre-school for orphans.
time to perhaps taste daily life on the hospice grounds, to look into the eyes of mary's patients -- into those of the children. ah, the children.....
time to imagine life in a sun-baked earthen hut, weathered feet which have never ever known shoes, skinny arms about to be vaccinated under a thatched lean-to, the rampant disease that is finally being recognized, the unceasing & far-reaching implications of losing a generation, and lastly -- the lush scenery & diverse wildlife that thrilled us to the core on safari.
my heart tells me that surely i will travel to this place again one day; there is much more Hope (with a capital 'H') to be documented !
so, from my heart, thank you to my fellow photographers.
and to my readers -- for taking the time here to make your own small familiar world a bit wider. shalom.