When Gabriela came to join our family, we gave out (with your help) trees in the community. Our neighbour, Ambroise, planted his trees behind his father's house. When I went to visit the trees a year later, I met the father, Bos Jean. Meeting him, I remember thinking "that guy isn't going to be around much longer!". Here he is 5 years later still walking, talking and reflecting on his own. Bos Jean told us he was born in 1911...we fell over! He is 101 and not falling over. A part of the land where (Gabriela's) trees are planted is now for sale. It's beautiful Artibonite land! I so want it.