It took me quite a while to read that story, and when I finished, I knew I had to find the village of which my distant ancestor spoke. When I finished, I felt proud that I had an ancestor who had struggled against such adversary. I thought that others should also read how a man could travel from s*****y in the Deep South of the United States to Africa, reversing the journey that his ancestors had made.
I had no money and few possessions, but neither had Inyathi when he made his epic journeys from a slave plantation through Texas and across half the world to Africa.
Leaving my distant ancestor’s possessions with a trusted friend, I took the pipe, William’s pipe, and hiked and hitched across the country. South Africa is not as dangerous now as it was in Inyathi’s day, but instead of Britis
