February 13, 1966
Today is Sunday, and it is a lazy type of day. The sun is bright, people are out strolling. I can see a little girl in a white dress go by with her little brother. The library looks as though it will be open for business next week. It has been a lot of work but we are happy about it.

It seems as though Dr. Obate’s government is in for a bit of trouble. He has been accused by an MP of getting rich by smuggling gold and Ivory into Uganda during the Congo crisis of last year.

This next six weeks seem to be crucial here. If they get by the election without any trouble things may be ok. However it doesn’t look too good.

I guess it’s pretty cold in the United States has described it as the worst blizzard in thirty years. I’m happy to be here, where it is a balmy 78°.

February 14, 1966
Valentine’s Day and 80° in the shade. Everything is so different here that I forgot it was Sunday, a last minute rush.

Bought one (sob!) bike today, the other should come on Thursday.

Hurrah seven letters today. (LAP) We were obsessed with letters in those days. It is hard to believe in this age of texting, e-mails and social media.

February 16, 1966
My bike came – and it isn’t even Thursday yet! I’m so thrilled. We started to get the library set up today for real. Well, we went down and bought the cards, envelopes and glue anyway. What fun! We also had a meeting, and we will work out a schedule by Monday. It’ll be so good to get it open. Sue is here talking to Lou about some goop. G luck. (FMP). (I revisited the school in 1997 for the first time since 1971. Of course all the books were gone and what had been the library was empty of all furniture. A visit in 2009 to the Masaka Senior Secondary School did not reveal any evidence of the earlier library. It was an important lesson in sustainability).

We just tried to make out a reasonable seating chart for those kids. It’s a real trial – and now I have all four classes. Biology forges ahead. (FMP)