From March 15, 2024 The hope some felt after the internation coalition gathered in Jamaica suggested the creation of a transitional seven-member presidential council to mold together a functioning government is quickly fading as political infighting and bickering is threatening to doom the deal. Read Full Journal Here
From March 14, 2024 Tuesday, I woke up to the new that Ariel Henry, the acting Prime Minister, had resigned. He was forced into it. Many Journal readers wrote to me saying this was answer to prayer, that peace was coming and planes would soon be landing in Haiti. The reality was far different. Read…
From March 13, 2024 Over the years in Haiti, I’ve lived among the poor. I elected to deliberately do so. In the first two years, I felt lucky if I had electrical power for 12 hours a day. Most nights were candlelit. I did not have a car for the first year. Read Full…
From March 12, 2024 The following is a quote from my new favorite spiritual writer, Tomáš Halík. He is a priest from Poland. The quote comes from a pamphlet-sized book of just 43 pages title The Way of the Cross: Meditations on Encountering Jesus. Read Full Journal Here
From March 11, 2024 The following was the beginning of a report on Saturday in the Wahington Post. I skimmed the rest, not too much new, all too painful to read for some stuck in Haiti with no way out, and no end to the madness in sight. Read Full Journal Here
From March 10, 2024 What follows is pure guess work, as no one know the future beyond the present moment in Haiti. No one knows when the airport will reopen. American Air is discontinuing service until March 22nd, perhaps that seems far enough into the future that the current turmoil will have resolved itself by…
From March 9, 2021 On Thursday, a friend sent me a link to a news outlet in Detroit that featured an interview with Mitch Albom who is also stuck in Haiti with no way out. For new readers, Mitch’s orphanage was close to Santa Chiara before he moved it outside of Port-au-Prince. Read Full…
From March 8, 2024 A fragment is something that has broken away from the whole. It is detached, isolated, an incomplete part of something larger. At this moment of swirling chaos in Haiti, I feel fragmented, isolated. In a literary sense, a fragment is past of a work that remains or was left unfinished. I…
From March 7, 2024 This simple, small photo is taped to my desk draw. Dialie loves looking at it and pointing to the kids she likes. I look at it to remind me why I am here, in this screwed up country where catching a bullet is more likely than catching a cold. Read Full…
From March 6, 2024 It was odd to read Tuesday’s the Miami Herald reporting what happened in Port-au-Prince on Monday. As they described events happening outside my office window, I had to chuckle to myself because I was reading old news. As a way of summarizing the dramatic events of Monday. here are a few…
