Billy Sudan
Chiseled muscle, balding hair, old folk wrap-around sunglasses, endless energy, a mind for serving God, and a heart for the Dinka people – he wanders the landscape in a white Land Rover with bull horns lashed to the grill.
The good baroness
Some weeks ago I picked up passengers from Yei, Sudan. They were a lively group from the UK, heading home, but I didn’t know much else about them. We had an uneventful hour-and-a-half flight and after landing I bid them farewell as they connected onto another...Lost and Found in Sudan
I caught glimpses of him every few moments, bobbing in and out of a sea of excited people. His expression was sometimes joyous, sometimes pensive. But the instants of recognition or disbelief over the faces of his fellow Sudanese were the moments when I saw a man like Joseph.