
This is real. A real crutch, a real ritual, a family link with a heartbeat still in it.As his wife and children were being buried, Mamadou Soumare showed little emotion, until the graves were completely covered. His mouth fell open. He raised his hand to his face and shook his head in seeming disbelief.
None of the children had been to Mali when they were alive, and now, in death they were united with an extended family they never knew.
