ParadoxUganda

Five days down, 58 days to go until I see Jennifer again. Joni Mitchell sings "you don't know what you've got 'til its gon...

It's not a professional quality recording...nonetheless, the haunting harmonies came through as the RVA Choir sang this at Caleb'...

I would wish today upon any young man entering the armed forces.  Caleb was truly embraced by the RVA community, in a beautiful and meanin...

I know graduations are called "commencements" which is one of those optimistic spins that doesn't really fool anyone.  Two we...

I'm not sure if KILTER is a physical part of the brain, or a quality of the soul, or an achievement of community, or all of the ab...

We drove 11 harrowing, white-knuckle hours (each way) on the pot-holed Nairobi-Mombasa road to spend a 3 day weekend at the beach.  We had ...

Third day, third camp.  Each has its own subtle unique atmosphere, a combination of it's age and size perhaps, or of the NGO which ...

The bougainvillea and acacias whisper in the evening wind as light fades and the dust and heat of the day slip away.  I am just back from a ...

4:30 a.m. we squeeze into a taxi, the escarpment is dark and cool and quiet at this hour, and I am wedged in the back seat between a paeds s...

"If you aren't living on the edge, you're taking up too much room."  This has been a only-half-joking family motto of ou...