My unforgettable first image of Joshua (though he was Ken then) was pre-dreadlocks, playing for the Stanford Business School Soccer team, which predictably had dollar signs emblazoned on their team shirts, and there he was this skinny black guy with a gaping hole on his chest for he had cut out the sign. So he became one of the Sunday lime -- but a quiet member. He had his eye firmly fixed on returning to Jamaica and indeed he was one of a very tiny group of Stanford third world students who returned home as soon as s/he finished his degree. But only three short years later I was watching someone (in wonder) with dreadlocks walk down the stairway in Kunduchi Hotel and realised after a good few minutes that it was Joshua. For the next fours years we criss crossed the UDSM campus. Despite devastating malaria attacks he was soon up and running with the project in Kunduchi village. He never looked back. He was a great patriot of the diaspora.

IMECHANGIWA NA: Pauline Wynter (Depelchin)
2009/3/31 Jacques Depelchin <jdepelchin41@gmail.com>