However, due to my sincere letter, Kathy told me she felt that I deserved to go. Kathy remembered me from a speech she gave in Detroit to a reunion of graduates from Al-Hikma University in Baghdad, which my father attended. It had been one year since I approached her and asked that she not forget my face because I would call on her to offer my assistance as soon as I finished my broadcasting degree. I ended up staying a bit longer to finish a political science degree, strictly for academic credibility when I took the sanctions issue to the political table. Earlier, I had found myself at the computer one day, especially frustrated at the situation.
Nothing can be more important.
You can t sleep. You can t concentrate. Since my father is a physician I was fortunate enough to solicit lots of medicine to take to the Iraqi people. With a suitcase full of life, and a spirit full of compassion, I prepared to make the biggest, most illegal decision of my life. I was breaking a number of federal laws just crossing state lines with a suitcase full of illegal drugs, mostly prescription.