From April 30, 2021 Michel worked through Wednesday night, in darkness and rain, to fix the older Xterra. Billy used it yesterday to do a big shopping. I used the newer Xterra to go to the airport for my Covid test.
From April 29, 2021 Late on Tuesday afternoon I sat down on the bench in the back of the garden. As I enjoyed the slight breeze, I noticed Dieuvena looking at me from a distance. She waved at me. I waved back. She began walking toward me, her crutches moving rhythmically.
From April 28, 2021 On Monday afternoon the kids dragged me to the old Xterra and pointed to the roof of the car. It took me a few seconds to understand what they wanted me to see. It was a baby bird. It was shivering and not able to fly.
From April 27, 2021 In Sunday’s Journal I shared the story of Dieuvena inviting me to sit with her on a bench at the back of the property and how I subsequently invited her to come upstairs, where she fed Moïse his bottle after which she sat on my couch and watch cartoons.
From April 26, 2021 A week ago, I sent a Journal that introduced Gabens Preval to my readers. But before offering you his credentials and experience, I gave an overview of the current violence in Haiti. A reader was so moved by that summation of life in Haiti at this tense moment, that he suggested that I turn it into…
From April 25, 2021 In all the chaos, vulgarity, and mindless brutality of Haiti, where violence and death are all but omnipresent, there are within the walls of Santa Chiara moments of deep, sincere tenderness.
From April 24, 2021 Yesterday, I went to Mass at the MC Sisters. It was held in the big chapel on the lower part of the grounds. Many sisters from around Haiti are at the Delmas, 31 location because they are on a retreat conduct by an MC priest.
From April 23, 2021 We are in urgent need of donations as our current funds will run out in early June.
From April 22, 2021 These little critters are all over out place…inside and outside. When I turn the light on in the kitchen at four in the morning, three or four of them scurrying for cover. When I moved the toaster this morning one little guy was under the toaster.
From April 21, 2021 There is one black car that always parks in the alley. The owner always plays outrageously loud music. A few evenings ago, I was having a serious conversation with a staff member, but the music was so loud we could hardly hear each other.