Excerpts from Professor Jeffrey Fadiman’s just-released book Sixty-one years on safari—How a White American carries on his decades-long affair with Africa

President John F. Kennedy was assassinated while I trained to become a secondary school teacher in Uganda. My wife and I lived in a cluster of three European houses. We were surrounded by African huts, each surrounded in turn by groves of banana trees. Huts and groves extended off into the distance in every direction.

We had hundreds of African neighbors. Thus, our home was filled with an unending ebb and flow of African sounds. Dogs barked. Cows mooed. Roosters crowed. Women and children laughed and sang and teased as they walked past. We owned a dog named “Jambo.”

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In Uganda, When JFK Was Shot