Haiti Video

 
In June of 2003, Aaron Jackson, Margarie Smith, Corrine Coffey and myself visited Cite Soleil. Despite the horrific conditions of the city and the people in the city, we prayed that we could at least offer hope that the outside world cared about them. We Set up a temporary medical clinic for 3 days, and managed to see over 100-130 people each day for various medical problems.

Aaron Jackson and infant.

 Aaron is seen here caring for an infant with failure to thrive.

Corrine Coffey and one of her helpers.

 Corin poses with one of our many helpers. It was a group effort setting up the facility to be used as a temporary clinic.

Waiting. . .

 A young Haitian girl looks on in the courtyard at the clinic. The building site had several uses including a place of worship, schooling and meals.

Sorting through medication

In Haiti I was assisted by a medical student who worked closely with me as interpreter and caregiver.

Roof top view of Cite Soleil

 The shacks appear flimsy and are the standard shelter used by the people here. Minimally furnished and often with dirt floors.

Young mother with extremely ill infant.

 Amazingly, most of the newborns grow well because they are fed with mother's milk. This infant did not fair as well. Mom had difficulty feeding baby because of her own sicknesses.

Woman in Cite Soleil

 A woman waits patiently for her clinic visit.

Aaron and infant.

 Another photo of infant and Aaron. Later, Aaron and Corin were able to obtain more intensive care of this ill child with nutritional deficiencies.

Corrine and young girl

 The people we met were friendly and often returned a smile.

Preparing lunch.

 Corin and Aaron sponsored a lunch complete with chicken and rice.

Child looking up.

 Many of the children wore tattered clothing and were barefoot. Frequently they were ill with infections and suffered from malnutrition.

Corrine holding baby.

 Corin was drawn to the people of Haiti, and their spirit warmed her heart.

Garbage everywhere. . .

 Many of the children wore tattered clothing and were barefoot. Rusted tin and cardboard hovels squat in fetid fields of garbage mixed with human and animal excrement.

Group gathers at the clinic.

 Hopeful to be seen at the clinic, this group waits patiently for their turn for care.

Smiling boy.

 Despite desperate circumstances, smiles would surface.

Sickly canal.

  Winding through the shacks and garbage fields is a small canal 8 feet wide, 2 feet deep, and pitch black.

Setting up the supplies.

 Medications were frequently prescribed and were much appreciated.

Clinic visit.

 A medical student interpreter made caring for the people possible.