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Jay | Susan | Alex | Beth | Samantha
May 25, 2014 4:16 pm
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I always did like the Neal Diamond song ‘America.’  Our ‘Back to America’ isn’t really the same, but I still like the song.

When we first came to Africa our kids were 11, 9, and 4.  They’re a little bigger now.  Alex is graduating from high school, and we’re moving up our home assignment to get him into college.  Once he’s parked at college we’ll spend several months in the US doing our usual home assignment stuff before returning to Uganda and AIM Air around the 1st of December.

This is all great stuff of course, but our plans have hit a couple of wrinkles.  The problem with coming when we are is that it puts us at the height of travel season for east Africa, and our tickets are quite a bit more, actually a lot more, than we’d anticipated.  We’re almost $4000 short in fact.

So I’m writing to ask for a bit of help.  If you’d care to donate to our travel you can go to the AIM International’s website. Their page on giving is http://aimint.org/usa/give  Or more directly, the link for online giving is https://www.egsnetwork.com/gift2/?giftid=BA2CB0A93B314EC  If you go there click on the ‘Search for Designations’ tab and then put Mundy in the search box.  Choose the home assignment designation and continue on from there.

Our first goal when we get back to the US is to get our eyes uncrossed from jetlag.  Next will be getting Alex to new student orientation and then back a couple weeks later for New Cadet Week.  He’s got ROTC scholarships and will be joining the VA Tech Cadet Corp.  After that?  Visiting friends and family.

We look forward to seeing you!

God bless!



May 23, 2014 12:02 pm
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We’ve had a photographer from AIM’s On Field Media team with us for a few days now.  He shared some of his pictures with me the other day. My first thought was ‘Wow!’  the next was “I wish I could do that”  Ahh, jealousy.  I’ll get over it, but in the meantime I’m enjoying the pictures he took. Heloading1re are a few:

Loading up in the AIM Air hangar at Wilson airport, and doing the preflight on the plane.  Samantha is bored with the process…all of us were ready to get home since we’d been in Nairobi for 3 weeks.  We’d planned to go for the last week of the three for Samantha to go to home school week, now renamed education support week.  Basically it was to get standardized testing done.  AIM Air asked me to come for a meeting the week prior, and then the week prior to that we had a free ride.  So, off we went.



Samantha got a bit more interested once we get on our way.  This is just after takeoff. All the brown roofs you see there are Kibera, the big slum in Nairobi.  We used to live right next to it when we lived in Nairobi.  Every Sunday afternoon we could check the time by ‘Angry Preacher Man’ as we called him.  A kibera church had a really scratchy, and loud, sound system.  The preacher was really into his sermons. The bad speaker system made him sound angry, instead of sounding intense and passionate. Louder is definitely not always better.


We had a stop in Lokichogio to drop off cargo: several bags of cement and tile mortar, and metal
mesh to tile the bathroom in the pilot house there in Loki.  The Hurds and Kings are getting ready to back to Loki in the case of the Hurds and to Loki in the case of the Kings.  It’ll be a vast improvement to have two families there in Loki.  Way overdue.




Finally home, Arua.  Let the unloading commence!  We brought back the red kitchen work table Susan had made in Nairobi several years ago, you can just see it there in the back of the plane.

Home has become a little of a fuzzy concept the last few years.  We’ve decided to define it as ‘home is where the dog is.’  They dogs were indeed happy to see us after three weeks away.

May 4, 2014 6:46 am
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I thought about titling the post “BEES!” but decided not to since I think one word titles make the link to facebook choke badly.  Now I’ll just wait and see if some activists come and scale the vertical stabilizer of the airplane….

Enough silliness.  Though the story, in retrospect, is rather amusing.  Routine flight, go out to bees1the airport to get the plane ready to go to South Sudan.  I dumped my stuff by the cockpit door and started the walk around while John, our linesman, went to get the keys to the plane.  I pulled the inlet plug, and alerted by movement, or noise, or something, I practically teleported back about 20 feet as a zillion bees swarmed out of the inlet.

Okay, so it wasn’t a zillion bees, but there were enough of them that I wasn’t going near the airplane until they left.  The next question was, how do you get them to leave?  I had a flight to do.  There are some beekeepers in Arua, so we started calling around to see if anyone knew one that could come out to the airport.  Typically the local beekeepers use smoke from a fire to stun the bees. I wasn’t real keen on having a fire waving around the engine area of the airplane, but hey, if it worked….

bees3Isaac, one of our firemen, had the answer.  He suited up in as much cover as he could get, and advanced on the plane with his CO2 fire extinguisher. If smoke stuns the bees, CO2 should do much the same, and no impact on the airplane.  It even looks like he’s fighting an engine fire!   Best of all, it worked. No more bees.  We swept dead bees out of the intake, cleaned out the little bit of wax they’d started to put down (they were definitely settling in for the long stay, with plans to turn the engine inlet into condominiums). I opened up the cowling to get a look into the rest of the engine inlet area with a flashlight and a mirror.  Fortunately, the squatters stayed to the front of the inlet; there was no evidence of them moving back toward the engine itself.

I finished the pre-flight, and off we went for Juba and South Sudan.  The next morning I had honey on my toast. Three cheers for bees!