It was 1968. I was working at Unife ( now OAU) just down the road. I visited the shrine of Oshun in her grove of wondrous light and breath-taking beauty. Bright, sweet, cool waters flowed in her valley. I felt her presence. I offered prayers, and left my offerings. It was a very special time. It has remained with me always.

Attached is the pic I took. Curious. I was with a woman who was, and indeed has remained, very special to me. It was she who brought me to this grove, to greet the Goddess (that is she in the pic; a friend of Suzanne Wenger). Life's moments in time.

It was these things, these experiences, like here at this magical sacred grove, which enabled me finally to grow; to become the whole man that always had been there. I was a starving man. Nigeria provided the nourishment I so greatly needed. And the people easily sensed this. And how much they helped.