Archive Category: My Trip To East India

Nothing A Giant Robotic Sloth And A Little Lunch Couldn’t Fix

I’ve met three of the kids we sponsor through Compassion. The first visit, in El Salvador, was spectacular.  It felt scripted even, like this sarcastic charismatic little girl was picked out for me by someone at eHarmony.  Perfect fit.  She hung out on my shoulders most of the day, laughed… Read More

It’s Impossible.  Really.

My wife Becky is the warmest accountant you’ll ever meet.  But she’s still an accountant, which, according to her, means she’s not as emotional as us artsy types – which is yet another reason I was glad she came along with us to India. It would be nice, I thought,… Read More