On September 17, 2000, I boarded a plane in Phoenix, Arizona. I was headed for my new home in Uganda, East Africa, and my mission was to create AidChild. (Thanks to the love, compassion and expertise of so…
Category: Uganda
The (FREE) first chapter of my new book:
Below is the first chapter of my new book, “We Are Not Mahogany: Three stories about the male African life,” now available on Amazon.com. These short stories capture my dissertation findings. The book also includes a study-guide and analysis that…
The Queen of the Night (and my monthly gratitude list)
My monthly gratitude list. Today is the 21st day of the month, and here is a list of 21 things that make me happy and grateful, should they be of interest. How most of my kids, when we’re conversing, tag…
Silly Spiders: 3 lessons in a roomful of cobwebs
I’m currently staying at a friend’s house in Kampala. The other evening, after dark, I crept into the darkness of the bathroom, reached under the sink, and pulled out a can of bug spray. I then went to my bedroom…
31 (My monthly gratitude list)
My monthly gratitude list, should it be of interest. Thirty-one things that make me happy: Hearing, “Hello, Daddy.” That going for a walk in my neighborhood means experiencing the vastness of Lake Victoria, and the calls of countless birds. Playing…
“The Big Idea” (My opening remarks at my dissertation proposal defense)
So many of you have offered great support throughout my graduate studies, and have asked about details of my dissertation proposal defense last week. The transcripts are long, but I thought I would share the opening comments, followed by the…
Be Patient with Your Life
It’s all a bit overwhelming, I would think. I pick Dorah up at her dorm at the University of San Diego, a place she has called “home” for only three weeks. (She’s here as a Hansen Fellow for a Leadership…
“The Other Side of the Veil” (One of 25 things that make me happy)
Last night, in the middle of a very stressful phone call, I was given a word-image. The caller told me about how, earlier in the day, “Jjaja Jack” (Grandpa Jack, my dad) had taken little, individual ice cream packets to the…
Springing Forward
It’s one of my favorite times of the day. It’s nearly 2am. The streets and surroundings are still. Lights twinkle from the neighboring buildings. There’s a slight chill in the air. And there is silence. So much hype surrounds me…
It hasn’t been done before. (Really?)
There seems to be something inherent to humanity—at least to current humans—that makes us want to believe that our efforts are unique, unequaled, and unmatched. Several years ago, I was contacted by a British group that wanted to help children…
