Just spoke again to Brad, he hasn't called for 10 days. It does worry me when he doesn't call. So i sit down with a phone card, a cup of tea and start dialing. If i try 25 times in a row i can usually get through at some point. I can't get through on the regular phone lines, the number is blocked to international calls. Only with the phone cards, and everybody knows what a bitch that is... takes forever to dial a number. But sometimes, it works. Then the trouble starts: i try to explain i'd like to speak to "Braolio" in spanish, and go through three different people before i find one who understands my english-italian, and finally i get him on the line. A few tears each time, standard questions are "what did you eat, what are you wearing..." and he tells his news.
Anyway he is fine, the cataract operation was scheduled for today (last week was ~La Semana Santa!~) and the 2 weeks before the truck was broken. Today it wasn't the truck, the electricity fell out all over the place. So the prisoners all spent the day outside, no work, just sitting in the grass. Bradley started carving and working with his hands. Not bad...
He also told me something fabulous has happened: they opened on the prison grounds an animal shelter/clininc! he is on the list to do volunteer work there. and last night a lost kitten crawled in bed beside him. Now, this is the man who refused to leave the island during a hurricane alert, because his dog would be afraid without him!
ok that's it for now, he sends his greetings to all readers and hopes for loads of reactions! so people, leave a message.
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