At breakfast (yesterday) we had a chat with our innkeeper, 80 years old. He has lived in Botswana for the past 30 years, but was born in Northern Rhodesia (now Zambia). I told him Dad had been in the UN troops in Congo in 1959. Patrick told us he was in Elizabethville in 1959, and often visited and talked to the UN soldiers. He said it was a possibility that he might have spoken to Dad. A small world (possibly).
