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Published: July 24th 2009
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Dear friends and family.
As yesterday began with elation at a call from the US Embassy, it ended once again in frustration and sadness after being told to come back tomorrow.
Well, today is tomorrow, and I don't know if I have many more tomorrows in me.
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On top of all that, I am being cursed by someone who lives and works here named Mom Theresa Cox.
Mom Theresa, I appreciate what you are saying, but please Madam, do not curse my family.
I am attempting to bring hope and a future to this child from an orphanage.
If that is not sufficiently positive enough for you, Mom Theresa, then so be it.
Of course you do not know this, but I already have one son who died from complications of a traffic accident, so I will speak no more of you nor to you.
So let it be written so let it be done.
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Now, I have met some wonderful people while on my morning walks.
Pascal the money changer is the most friendly indivdual in the neighborhood.
Must go now.
Peace and Love to all.
Thanks for the prayers, candles and offers.
Spaghetti and meatballs at 1603 when I get home!
Keith.
I Love You Rachel.
Over and out.
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Daniel Baxter
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hey
If some one is cursing you, there is some one else un-cursing you! No one can curse you dude. don't worry about that.