I talked to O. today. He really is sick. He usually gets sick when he goes home to his village. He must be too much of a city boy these days.
But he's also sick and tired of all the land stress he's been under the last couple years. When this process of getting his father's land back into his father's name should be 99% done, the stinkin' rottin' (yes, stinkin' rottin') neighbors are stalling and still not signing.
What more can I say?
Pray for him.