From October 13, 2022 Life in Haiti is depressing. All joy we could squeeze out of a day just a few months ago has vanished. All you see are sad, tired, fed-up faces. The people are worn down by stress and fear. Yesterday, Steph and I zipped down to the little local supermarket at the bottom of the hill. When…
From October 12, 2022 Yesterday morning, our former security guard called Gabens to let him know he found a source willing to sell us 10 gallons of gasoline and 10 gallons of diesel fuel. Gabens and Mackenson rushed off to get the much-needed fuel. We paid $220 for the gas and $140 for the diesel fuel.
From October 11, 2022 On Monday morning Gabens called early to say that our former security guard, Robenson, madecontact with someone who would sell us 14 gallons of gasoline for only about $20 a gallon. Thatcomes to about $280. I gave the money to Michel and he set out to get the gas. I expressed toGabens my concern about the…
From October 10, 2022 Dennis picked me up at 5:30am. We were at the Ft. Lauderdale airport shortly after seven. We actually landed in Haiti, a few minutes early at 11:19am. I was the first through immigration. When I got the customs desk and handed the agent my form, he simply said, “You know what to do.”