The article was in the newspaper on October 16, and was written by Richard Moore.
Thank you, thank you, thank you to Debbie Harris and Frank Pike for caring for those graves. They have a very special place in my memory.
When Milan Brych’s patients arrived from Australia, Nell Armstrong and I felt that such desperate and courageous people, sick and in a strange land, needed our love and friendship.
We took on the self-imposed task of providing some support. Each week we visited those receiving treatment in the hospital and those resting in their hostels. We cheered those who returned home smiling after six months of treatment. We wept for those who came too late and now rest in their graves. My husband, Pastor George Porter and his helpers, not only conducted the funeral services for most of the deceased, they also dug their graves.
There is no cemetery in all the world that holds more memories for anyone, than the one at Nikao does for Nell and me. Each grave has a story of a life well-lived but cut short by an insidious disease. Most relatives, even at the time, were unable to visit and care for the graves. We sent relatives photos when the headstones were put in place.
Once again, thank you Debbie and Frank for your loving care.