I was looking through recent Karamoja photos today and found this one of Terrill with a friend of ours and her new baby. This woman (Elaine) had a difficult pregnancy and much back pain towards the end. She was constantly coming to our house for Tylenol and hot tea. She went into labor in the middle of the night and came to our outer gate for assistance. We called an ambulance who promptly (and surprisingly) came and took her to Kaabong hospital. Soon thereafter she delivered a healthy baby boy. Upon asking what the child's name was, we learned he was now called Tubo Terrill (or Tero). The very next words that came out of the mother's mouth was a request for clothing for the child since he was now connected to Terrill by name. This is the fourth child we know named after Terrill this year and each mother has asked for gifts for their children. We almost don't know whether to feel flattered or manipulated, but either way it is customary to reward those children for their connection to us. I think we've officially been initiated into the circle of relationships (and responsibilities) that permeate Karamoja.