I asked a former teammate, and current co-worker to give me a funny memory he had with me. Pretty quickly, his mind went to Malawi when we lived in the bush. It was probably one of my favorite months in Africa. We didn't have running water, or electricity, but we sure did have entertainment. The food was plentiful, the community was welcoming, and translators really only knew what we were saying some of the time. 

I spent most of my mornings on the front porch for quiet time. Three kids would always find their way to me, greeting me for the day. They were our neighbors; Oliver, Austin and Cheetah Britches. Yes, of course Cheetah Britches has a name but he always wore Cheetah pants so that was his nick name.