The year was 2012, I had just arrived back home in Malawi fresh from the ecstasy and euphoria of a very colorful graduation ceremony at my alma mater, Africa University near Old Mutare in Zimbabwe’s eastern most province, Manicaland……
From the Warm Heart of Africa to the Concrete Jungle “Good morning, I just landed,” I dutifully texted Mike [Rizo][1] as I stood in line to clear Customs at O’Hare International Airport. I had just disembarked from a 28-hour flight from my home city, Lilongwe, Malawi, by way of Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, and a fifty minute-refueling …