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Showcasing the Global Network of Kellogg Fellows

My head has been swimming a little since our meetings in Denver in mid-October. Â A group of the Fellows gathered to plan a Call to Action, now titled “Race, Ethnicity & Ancestry: Securing Equity and Justice”

On behalf of your KFLA team in Denver, thank you for being with us at our 3rd Forum focused on Hope and Action. We left feeling that having you – “face to face” – he a lo a he a lo – was very special. We felt that we accomplished what we set out to do – provide you with an opportunity to renew, connect and leverage the power of the network.

Following a Kellogg Fellows Leadership Alliance meeting in Tulum, Mexico titled “Finding the Intersection of Hope and Action” we had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to tour food, health and agriculture systems in Cuba. Several Food and Society Fellows participated in the forum in Tulum, and ten fellows, with IATP’s Abby Rogosheske and myself, continued on for the Cuba trip. The themes of the forum were hope and action, and we found plenty of both in Cuba.

During the late 1990s, like many Kellogg Fellows, I had the pleasure of participating in an Outward Bound program as part of my fellowship.

I want to tell you a story about where my interests in civic engagement in general and policies affecting the aging in particular come from.

With a stylish jean jacket and rakish cowboy hat adorning his six-foot frame, Miguel looks more like a Cuban John Wayne than a stooped, tired farmer. That’s part of his game: he wants to make agriculture attractive, especially to the younger generation.

In light of the West Virginia coal mine tragedy, you may find yourself asking, “How can I help?” This question is especially hard to answer when misfortune hits close to home.

Kellogg Fellows' TED Talks

Check out this TED or TEDx talk by one of our fellows or view the full library.

Andrea Collier: We Must Have Cake, and Other Creative Pursuits

Kellogg Fellows answer WDYDWYD?

Nation Building

I was born in an adobe home in a village less than a square mile. We played carefree in the open spaces, and felt safe in our close-knit indigenous community. Once we went beyond our boundaries, everything changed; we were marginalized.