That was the first…
It has happened several times now, I remember when Nan Lian Khup (His Story goes on…) said “That was the first time I drove in America”. Even though he had driven heavy construction equipment in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia it was special to drive in the U.S.
This wonderment at being with us in America is expressed by the Chin people with a clicking sound they make. I remember when I took Saw Taw Oo and Van Lian past the Thomas Bus’ Archdale yard, I heard that clicking sound. What a privilege to be friends with people starting over with us in High Point.
Saw Tah Oo was 59 when he came to High Point. He fled Burma because of his belief in Jesus Christ. He was a farmer and also was a bee hunter in SE Asia. He recently moved to take a farming job in the Nashville area. (The rest of his story…)