And a eulogist sounds a warning about wolves
It was a fitting funeral for a man who had led his country to independence. While thousands of rural Kenyans flanked the highway, craning for one last look at their fallen President, a flatbed Land Rover bearing a flag-draped coffin with the remains of Jomo Kenyatta rolled slowly along the highway to his house in Gatundu. There, in accordance with Kikuyu custom, it lay overnight near the verdant hills and ridges of his tribal homeland. Next morning the body was returned to Nairobi, transferred into...
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