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

  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…

  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

  …Close your eyes and listen carefully… Can you hear that sound? It’s the sound of hundreds (if not thousands!) of Haitians in the resettlement camps screaming with excitement as they watch the World Cup on big screen TV’s delivered by HR&DC’s in-country director, Reginald Auguste.   These TV’s (and their corresponding generators) were graciously

Haiti Trip (June ’14) Day Seven: It’s approximately 11:30 am and I am preparing to return to the States. As I reflect upon the events of the last 7-days, I am pleased to report that old alliances were strengthened, new alliances were born and that measurable progress was made in every key category. I gave

Haiti Trip (June ’14), Day Two: It’s nearing dusk in Haiti and I’m exhausted. Unfortunately for me, my workday is hours from completion and I am miles away from my next appointment. Since I will not have access to the Internet until much later this evening, here is a brief overview of today’s activities. I