With my trip at the halfway point, it’s time to gather up my belongings and depart for a Mole Saint-Nicolas. During my time in Mole, my colleague, Reginald Auguste, and I will: infuse additional capital into our fledgling micro financing program sign a contract to secure our first building in the community, which will

  Haiti Trip (March); Day Five: It’s been said that the best bridge between hope and despair is a good night’s sleep. Unfortunately for me, last night the bridge was closed. In any event, in a few minutes I will depart for the airport in Port au Prince en-route to Mole Saint-Nicolas. Since Mole does

  Haiti Trip; (December), Day Eight: It’s approximately 9:30pm and I have just arrived at Miami’s International Airport. And though my itinerary says that I am physically more than half way home, the truth of the matter is I find myself somewhere beyond the grasp of my intelligence and the scope of my vocabulary. As

  Haiti Trip ( December); Day Two: It’s a little after 11:00 pm and I am finally able to jot down a few notes before I call it a day. While my activities today covered a wide array of individuals and topics, I’m happy to report that one of Haiti’s most respected family’s has agreed

Haiti Trip (October-November); Day Six: In a few minutes I will be departing for Cap Haitien to meet with an well known and respected agronomist who is associated with the United Nations. The goal of this meeting will be to analyze the methodologies presently being used by successful micro-farming operations in the north. While in

Haiti Trip (October-November); Day Two: Today, as I traveled from appointment to appointment, I could tell that Haiti was reeling from the effects of two significant occurrences. One event involved Mother Nature at her worst (Hurricane Sandy), and the other event involved Man at his worst.  Individually, each occurrence is harmful in its own right.

Haiti Trip; Day Six: It’s very early Sunday morning and I’m shaking off the effects of another poor night of sleep. As I glance at myself in the mirror to my left two thoughts immediately come to mind: 1) I notice that I resemble a mangled, metal clothes hanger once used to unlock someone’s car

Haiti Trip; Day Six: I have just returned from my third trip to the rural Northwest section of Haiti, and the fishing village of Mole Saint-Nicolas. I am filthy, exhausted and covered with so many mosquito bites I look like I have the measles. And do you know what? I couldn’t be happier! While there

Haiti Trip; Day Five: I just saw my reflection in a bathroom mirror and I nearly scared myself to death. In fact, in a twisted and ironic kind of way, I look more like a resident of Titanyen than the guy trying to bring them some dignity…lol. Man, I am going to need a makeover

Haiti Trip; Day One: While today was meant to be mainly a travel day, I’m happy to report that significant progress was made on the job-creation front. In short, two potential investors verbally agreed to enter into an MOU’s (Memorandum Of Understanding) to create sustainable jobs in Mole Saint-Nicolas and at the Corail resettlement camp.