It seems I am always meeting new Piapoco ladies, and of course they are surprised to hear a white lady speak their language. Ladies in the tribal setting, ladies downtown, or even the family just behind our street whom I met while walking the dog. Their names don´t sound familiar, nor to whom they are related, no matter how much I try to jog the memory of family genealogies that I wrote up years ago. I look forward to sitting down with them, get to know them, and show them Christ´s love.