HARARE – The cold-blooded killing of nine African-Americans by a white supremacist, a Rhodesian — to make it really bitter for me — in the United States, reminded me immediately of my upbringing in The Old Bricks, Harare. It also rushed back warm memories of God, in whom I have believed since 1948 when I…
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