In 2001 or thereabouts, I wrote a story about Kenny McPherson, a Jamaican who came to Milwaukee, then suffered kidney failure. I visited Kenny's family in the hills above Montego Bay, delivering a load of Christmas gifts to the family. At the time, he could not get a transplant in Wisconsin or in Jamaica. I had lost contact with Kenny years ago.
Yesterday, I got a phone call, completely unexpected, from Almena Hall, who took Kenny into her home when he was ill. Almena now lives in Montego Bay.
According to Almena, Kenny got a kidney transplant about three years ago. She also said Kenny has settled in Milwaukee, driving a school bus during the day and working at a hardware store in the evening. His son Jason, who should be in his mid-20s, lives with Kenny. Also, Kenny's daughter Cornella who was 17 when I visited, and her baby daughter also lives with Kenny.
Kenny divorced his wife, Mae, several years ago. Mae now lives in Miami.
Yesterday, I got a phone call, completely unexpected, from Almena Hall, who took Kenny into her home when he was ill. Almena now lives in Montego Bay.
According to Almena, Kenny got a kidney transplant about three years ago. She also said Kenny has settled in Milwaukee, driving a school bus during the day and working at a hardware store in the evening. His son Jason, who should be in his mid-20s, lives with Kenny. Also, Kenny's daughter Cornella who was 17 when I visited, and her baby daughter also lives with Kenny.
Kenny divorced his wife, Mae, several years ago. Mae now lives in Miami.