Mzungu Memoirs


My father agreed to join me on this trip.  Of special note, this team was comprised completely of fathers, including myself, a father of only about three months at the time.  Our team had the honor of giving father’s blessings to several orphans at a local church service.  My father also gave a father’s blessing to me.

We also experienced what I feel was angelic intervention, riding a bus down a curvy mountain road without guardrails, losing brakes and narrowly avoiding plunging off a cliff while careening around a curve as local pedestrians were running out of the way, sensing the end of this out-of-control bus.

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