I was taken back by this encounter, and reminded of my own long service as a pilot here in Africa. For 13 years I was the messenger. I certainly can’t remember all the people and places and boxes in the cargo pod. But I wonder now how many of those trips played a small part in someone’s redemption story.
Our media team said goodbye to one of our families this week, as they soon after moved back to America. But those friendships are sealed: With love and life, and vivid memories of adventures like these.
Although the story was difficult to revisit in some ways, it was fun to mix cameras and airplanes again.
And in a moment of suspended reality, a battered clapboard fills the frame in front of the lens. “Scene 70, Setup 2, Take 1,” it reads. The clapboard marks the audio and video clips with information to help the editors, and provides an audible spike to later synchronize digital files. But it also marks a kind of boundary between the real world and this one of our own creation.