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
Job Creation and Microfinancing… I started off my day by picking up a colleague of mine, in from the States, at the airport in Port au Prince. Immediately upon her arrival we met with the director of a global organization whose mission is to provide micro loans to small businesses. This was an fruitful first
Sometimes it is necessary to walk an uneasy path. I have always gone to great lengths to avoid involving myself in Haitian politics, or in the geopolitics that permeates this vulnerable nation. That said, sometimes it is necessary to walk an uneasy path as one cannot contribute to genuine change from the comfort and safety
Jim Lange return to Haiti. After taking some time off to (physically and emotionally) heal from my recent trips, I’m on my way to Haiti to continue my journey. From the moment I deplane my full attention for day one will be focused in these three critical areas: Property rights issues impacting the transformation
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
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
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
In the immediate aftermath of Haiti’s 2010 earthquake, I set out on a new (and completely unexpected) journey with only a moral compass and three words (Dignity, Hope and Opportunity) to guide my course. In hindsight, a map of some sort would have been helpful and comforting, but I guess some journeys must be
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