We hosted people from around the world for ten years, sometimes through groups; sometimes just friends of friends. Victor came from Zaire, cousin to Ndangi, who had been with us a year before. Victor was escaping the deporable conditions in Zaire and hoping to find a way to bring his family here as well. But he spoke not one word of English.
David and his friend Jeff took it upon themselves to teach Victor English. Every day after school they would get together and try to teach him to speak English, and not only did he begin to learn, but a close friendship developed.
We lost track of Victor, but years later he got word of David's death and showed up at our door on the day of his memorial service, tears streaming down his face. We haven't seen him since that day.