Born in the baby boom, educated and loosed upon the world, I’ve made little impression upon it. I got myself a degree in cultural anthropology and did field work among whites and blacks in the Mississippi Delta. I saw the first black man elected in his county since Reconstruction. Later I worked for aid organizations that sent medical materials to hospitals and clinics in developing countries. I saw famine and bombs fall in Eritrea, goat herders who would rather starve than eat their goats, and hospitals hidden in caves. The doctors fashioned light switches from used-up syringes. Then I married. I helped raise two kids, worked for a homeless shelter, and taught college students anthropology. Now I work for a law firm and write at night. If I could be British, I’d be Graham Greene. If I could sing, I’d be Bob Dylan. Looking back, I’m betting on God’s grace. Someday, I want to be a witness.