Monthly Archives: July 2011

That’s how much it cost. I was shocked. How can one bottle of medicine cost me that much? But I didn’t have an alternative. I have malaria. That was the only medicine available. What can you do? You pay it. … Continue reading →

As you probably know, some of the fastest runners in all the world are from Kenya. Over and over again when you see the winner cross the finish line of a marathon, you will find a Kenyan. And so many … Continue reading →

Growing up in the Jones’ house, we had a saying when someone was complaining about their situation. My son, Patrick, first said it one day when I was sitting on the couch complaining about not having my favorite kind of … Continue reading →

Food is the big issue in Africa. When you look at all the recent riots and revolutions in the northern part of Africa, it is really about food. You could say that it is about bad leadership. But it is … Continue reading →

Well, I had heard about it. I just had not seen it yet. They named a school and community after me in Eldoret, Kenya. Yes, Milton Jones is a place rather than a person there. Sure, I am honored. I … Continue reading →

“Immaculate” sounds pretty holy, doesn’t it? It’s a name that reminds you of Mary or even a Catholic Church. It even reminds me of a famous football play. But it is the name of a young girl who lives in … Continue reading →

She was just a toddler. It was my first time to go to the Lakeside Orphanage outside of Kisumu. And there she was in the arms of one of the other childen. Barbie saw her. There was something about her … Continue reading →

There is something eerie about Red Light districts. There is something scary about testing for HIV/AIDS. And no matter how you think you might think, there is a general uneasiness when you are in a place where I’m told has … Continue reading →

“There is surely a future hope for you, and your hope will not be cut off” (Proverbs 23:17). This is the verse that marks the entrance of the Jones Clinic and VCT which serves HIV/AIDS patients in Kisumu, Kenya. I … Continue reading →

After one day in the slum in Kenya, I noticed something different. It has to do with AIDS. When I first came to Africa, I couldn’t comprehend the enormous devastation that comes from a such an overwhelming impact on an … Continue reading →