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Haitian National Memorial & Peace Park | Mass Gravesites

Unlike any of my previous trips to Haiti over the last 5 years, as I prepare to board my plane I am more anxious that normal and unsure as to what challenges or types of situations (riots, collapse of the government) await my arrival. I guess a country in crisis and teetering on the edge

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Since I will be on the road until very late this evening, here is a brief overview of what my agenda looks like for today. This morning, I will be meeting with the head of Haiti’s Chamber of Commerce to discuss various private sector opportunities in Haiti located throughout the island. Though we will examine

Visiting the Mass Graves at Titanyen

Sunday, 16 November 2014 by
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Auditing the Condition of the Mass Graves… It’s Sunday morning, which means it is time that I turn my full attention towards the less pleasant portion of my work here in a Haiti; death, desecration and despair. In a few moments I will travel to Titanyen to audit and record the condition of the mass

  I’m on my to Miami to participate in a gala (fundraiser) being conducted by Rebati Sante Mentale. RSM is a group of 200-plus psychiatrists whom I’ve selected to handle mental issues for me in Haiti. I am a guest of honor at the event and our aim is to raise awareness and funds specifically

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  On my way back home. Exhausted. Exhilarated. Hopeful! …this is all I will have to say for today and for this trip. Be well.

  Unlike my first five days in-country, the first half of today has been all about recovery and reflection. Recovery in the sense that I am teetering on the edge of exhaustion and, as a result, opted to limit myself to one meeting earlier this morning. As for reflection, my mind has continuously replayed specific

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  During my first trip to the resettlement camps (and future slums) in Croix des Bouquets, I once witnessed a man eating a plate of rice mixed with dirt. His courage and commitment to endure has never left me, and the image of his spoon has stuck in my throat like a fishbone to this

  Like characters in a Kafka novel, yesterday my in-country director (Reginald August) and I found ourselves in the middle of a police manhunt for Clifford Brandt and a yet-to-be-determined number of escapees from a maximum security prison. The brazen prison break (carried off by 10-15 armed assailants) occurred shortly before we were scheduled to

  As expected, the potential ramifications of my  and have caused “observers” from far way lands to emerge from the shadows into the light. Therefore, due to security concerns and confidentiality requirements, today’s post will be limited to confirming my well-being and thanking each of you for your friendship and support. Goodnight and be well…

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  I’m at Tampa’s International Airport on my way to Haiti for 7 days. Unlike previous trips where my attention has been customarily divided into three main categories, (the transformation of the mass graves in Titanyen into a memorial and peace park, establishing the footprint for 5 modern communities throughout the country and capacity gap

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