After I was medevaced from Peace Corps service in Mali, West Africa into a half dozen painful, debilitating operations, I returned stateside with only my dreams of Africa to comfort me. I was plagued by my comprehensive knowledge of the many things that needed to be done to help the good people there, things that no one could do there without serious nation-building from the powers that be. My feeling at the time was that the people that I knew in Mali also needed to be medevaced out of Africa, away from the poverty, disease, and lack of any infrastructure. I grieved that I could not return to try to help in any small way that I could. But I could not.
Caption: Annmarie Throckmorton at Lake Pleasant, AZ
just returned from Peace Corps service in Mali, West Africa
with a collage of dreams, 1981