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Memoir: Coronavirus convoy, day one, part two
Villages and sobas As we drove, I could see a few villages from the road, partially obscured by the foliage. The villages were comprised of no more than a few dozen small homes, even simpler than many I had seen in Menongue. They were made of mud or sticks and covered with grass. Durable materials…
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Memoir: Afternoon and evening at HALO Trust
Louie and the landmine manual The US Embassy had sent me a document requesting that the holder be allowed passage to Luanda. We went to one of the offices in the long building with the veranda to print the document, and Louie loaned me his laptop to access my email. After wrestling with the printer…
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Memoir: Conversations at the HALO Trust bungalow
When we got back to the bungalow from the Ops room, Christy was on the phone, trying to work things out for our departure. Louie went to continue packing, and I wandered around the grounds. The planters in front of the bungalow were tail fins from bombs, their deadly warheads replaced with an explosion of…
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Memoir: Breakfast and the HALO Trust Ops room
Breakfast Uppermost in my mind was the dying camera battery that I would need to capture the remainder of my journey, whether that be by land or by air. Somehow, it had lasted from home to HALO without a charge, much longer than it had a right to. My battery charger was dual voltage; I…
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Memoir: Title page and preface
The title page and preface of my book: Welcome to Angola, Something Always Goes Wrong: A Memoir of Missions and COVID-19
Welcome to Angola 