“I never forgot”

It’s easy to romanticize Haiti; I saw a boy no older than 12 years old get a nasty pig bite stitched up without anesthetic and he made no sound. Children swarmed around us, smiling and caressing our light skin and foreign hair and they seemed so happy and curious.

A streetcar named ‘Who dat?’

I found myself Sunday afternoon, heading out of my New Orleans apartment to join the crowds headed downtown for the NFC Championship game between the Saints and the Vikings. Even waiting for a streetcar, the rabid excitement that had a hold on the city was infectious. Two streetcars passed me by, too full of people to fit the five or six of us waiting at our stop.

Opening the debate on human trafficking

It seems we are bombarded daily with some new insurmountable global issue that would require the efforts of millions to truly overcome. Everything from combating AIDS to exchanging traditional light bulbs for the LED variety appears in sound bites on the nightly news or are shoved into a politician’s re-election speech — all in an effort to spark some small change toward a better and safer world.

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