From October 18, 2020 All the pre-teen and teen girls surrounded me on Friday morning wanting to know if I were going to the market. If I was, they wanted me to get a hair production that had curls to their hair.
From October 17, 2020 Over the past few years, I’ve articulated in the pages of this Journal how bleak our financial situation was. Somehow, what needed to barely keep afloat arrived. Many donors expressed concern over the constant high credit card debt.
From October 16, 2020 This is Haiti at the present time. The plunging exchange rate is choking the life out of the poor and the streets have become frighteningly dangerous for everyone.
From October 15, 2020 Last Sunday, Patrickson’s father visited him. I remember how about a year ago, one of the Missionaries of Charity sisters introduced me to him after Mass. She asked if I could take the boy.
From October 14, 2020 For today’s Journal, I created a montage of photos from the cooking lesson and the party staged by the kids.
From October 13, 2020 On Sunday night as Billy was sleeping a burglar entered his apartment. He took Billy’s backpack which had his Santa Chiara computer, his personal computer, his phones, and some money. Billy was in shock.
From October 12, 2020 When Baby and I returned from the market, the kids pulled me into the schoolhouse before I could go upstairs and unpack the boxes. They were excited to show me something.
From October 11, 2020 Problem-free return trip. Some heavy rain on Interstate 95 on the way to the airport, but it did not last long. Flight landed a few minutes early. Patrick and Jarline were there to drive me home.