So, what do you do when a poor man comes knocking at your front door and the kids are in their pyjamas and it’s really not a good time to do much of anything, but the story behind it all is so dramatic that you can’t ignore any of it for a second? This is the sort of the thing that can happen to you when you’re in the heart of Africa. It happened to us. Here’s the rest of the story from a recent Hamilton Spectator column.