Throughout November and December, we'll be highlighting the true heroes of tennis with our annual celebration of the gifted, the courageous, the inspired and the inspiring. You can read about heroes we've honored previously here.
I first went to India in 1968 and immediately fell in love with the country, its people and the culture. I have been there many times over the years for clinics and tennis programs.
I was thrilled when my daughter Kim showed such a strong interest in going to India from a young age. But what made me most proud of her was that her interest in India had nothing to do with tennis, or just taking a trip with dad. She wanted to help people.
It started when she was 5 and saw a program on PBS about starving children in India. She said, “Dad, can you take me?” I said I would when she was 10, and when that day came, she asked again. We looked online for charitable organizations we could help and found one in the city of Vrindavan. Kim had saved $400 on her own to donate.
It was incredibly hot during that visit, with temperatures of 130 degrees on the pavement. Kim spent hours serving meals to men, women and children and didn’t complain about the heat once. Later, in a meeting with the head of a charitable organization, Kim heard that they needed $3,000 to dig a well to get water for the cement that would make the foundation for a new school. She sponsored the project and raised the money with the help of friends, local newspapers and relatives.