Reviving Hope

Reviving Hope

From August 27, 2022 I leave tomorrow morning for Albany, NY for a very short visit with my sister and brother-in-law. I return to Florida very late on Tuesday evening. There will be no Journal on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. I was too busy yesterday to prepare a Journal for today. But this moring as I was sipping coffee,…

Car Blues, Car Dreams

Car Blues, Car Dreams

From August 26, 2022 Yesterday I had to bring my car to the Hyundai dealer for a over-due scheduled routinemaintenance, including changing the oil. This is something I never have time to do. It is also someI loathe doing. In anticipation of sitting in the waiting room for at least an hour I was tempted tobring the big, fat, 740-page…

Black Kids

Black Kids

From August 25, 2022 This might sound strange. It was a warm August evening just days before my return to Florida.I was down in the yard. I was dealing with the aftereffects of a PTSD panic attack. The poundingin my head had begun to subside. I just wanted to stretch my legs and hopefully catch a slightbreeze after a scorching…

Extreme Madness

Extreme Madness

From August 23, 2022 Yesterday morning I was seated at my desk working my way thought the editor’s corrections of my Merton book, Reading Thomas Merton and Longing for God in Haiti. My phone rang at 8:37am. It was Steph calling via video on WhatsApp. Stéphanie seemed a bit upset. I quickly learned what the problem was.

A Dozen Hours

A Dozen Hours

From August 21, 2022 On Thursday night, I set my alarm for 4:00am, which would give me two hours and forty-five minutes to get ready to leave for the airport. I was really eager to get out of Haiti. Not that the current 20-day trip to Haiti was especially difficult or demanding. It was not. There had been no emergencies,…