His friends called him – D.Whitey.
His birth certificate is from Zambia, Africa…his passport country – the United States….and…he’s a child of an American born mom and African born dad…
Yet, according to Dwight, Africa is the place for any boy to grow up.
Creepy-crawly bugs, snakes, elephants, starry skies displaying its wonders of the vast universe – life in the bush provides the best class room for imaginative boys…and freedom…
…until it was time to join his sister at boarding school…and later…relocation to…America. The contrasts were as night and day, and quite honestly, he hated the differences – for quite some time.
Young Dwight, growing up between cultures, struggled as these cultures pushed against each other, yet the pressures shaped him into who he would later become. Husband, father, author…a man who believes in the one true and Sovereign God.
Follow this honest and revealing journey through the lens of a young boy with a literal foot in more than one world.
“If a man takes a drink from a river in Africa, he will always have to go back to quench his thirst.” David Livingstone