From August 20, 2019
I pulled into the Sister’s compound at 6:15am yesterday. I was barely out of the car when Sr. Patsy came up to me. She motions me to come aside. She said, “I don’t want to cause you trouble. But, could you take in one more baby?” I asked, “How old?” Sr. Patsy did not know. She they walked to area where the male staff sit during breaks. There was a tall, thin man seated, holding a tiny infant. The baby boy was four months old. The mother died during child birth. The father is unable to care for the child himself. The father’s name is Patrick. The son’s name is Patrickson.