In July 1998, my wife and I purchased a piece of land in Nyanswiga, a small village located in Ruteete sub-county. The community we came to was as welcoming and friendly as any, but a decade and a half of the AIDS epidemic had devastated the families that lived there.
The disease had taken parents away from children, friends away from friends, and husbands and wives away from each other. But more than anything else, it was robbing people of their fundamental right to live.
Poverty had also gripped this community like it had so many others around the country. Parents could not afford to provide nutritious food for their children, let alone afford to send them to school. Lack of access to a clean water source meant that even taking a drink of water could end in sickness and death. The people were drowning in a sea of poverty and disease without the tools—like education, medicine, and skills—they needed to save themselves.
A call to make a difference
As my family celebrated Christmas later that year my hands were busy preparing for the celebration, but my heart was preoccupied with a call to make a difference. I did not know how to get there or even where to begin, but I could envision a community that was healthy, prosperous and happy. With little more than that vision, I sought out help from the community…click page 2 below