Loved the story. I had a similar experience. As part of an experimental Peace Corp training program, I was sent to Ethiopia between my 3rd and 4th years in college. Never had been out of the US. In Addis Ababa I was put on a bus for a 2 day journey to the end of the road in southwest Ethiopia and then a day’s walk to a remote village where they wanted a school built. When completed I carved a sign that was hung over the door, naming the school after JFK.

Decades later, working in DC for the association of public universities, I attended the rollout of a USAID higher education program. The chancellors of the African universities involved were there. I approach the Ethiopia chancellor whose university was on the road that I took years ago to get to my assignment. I asked where he was from, and he said the little town where I spent that summer. I told him about the school I had built and its name. He put his arms around me and said that he had graduated from the JFK school. He is a world-renowned epidemiologist. Seldom do one’s efforts create such fulfillment.

Your story brought that back to me.

Many thanks, Tag

The world is indeed small, Larry. I’m grateful for my time with QLF, and glad to know it is still in good hands.

I really enjoy your weekly Musings!