18210: Kathleen: peace in papay (fwd)

[Bob Corbett <corbetre@webster.edu>]

From: kathleen burke <kathleenburke704@hotmail.com>

Dear Bob and List - I had to set up a different account for my time here in
Haiti.  I leave Feb. 16.

All is peaceful here - of course, we listen to the news, and there were
demonstrations in Hinche, 3 miles away.  But the main activities are around
the palace and U.S. embassy, every day, accompanied with demonstrations in
Gonaives, Cap Haitien, Petit Goave, St. Marc.  The great man himself says,
"There are false policemen and false students." Everyone on the radio seems
to think that Titid really stepped in it when his chimeres entered Canopy
Vert hospital, yelling and firing weapons , searching for a "false"student,
I suppose.  I know, I know, Kd and PF, the radio stations are owned by MREs.

Here, I pet the pregnant cat I left 18 months ago, watch the incredible
sunsets, talk to my friends on burros and go down from Ti Do to talk about
the weather in the Northeast with the little sisters of Ste. Therese, and
pregnant horses with the little brothers up at the seminary.  The brothers
made sure I had water and oranges, and I must say that nothing tastes as
good as a grapefruit from a tree in one's own backyard.  The sisters are as
sweet as before, come and visit, although two have been transferred and one
has died.  Beautiful Haitian children bring me eggs and I feel like a
goddess, purple Simbi in a painting by Fritz Ducheine. (I left it and other
paintings and flags here in Ti Do because they belong here.)  As do I, as
long as I can.

There are people I wanted to write to, but, thinking I would access my own
account, I did not bring addresses with me.  Could PB, LB, and those of you
who want to reply nicely, and not call me out give me a shout.  Vilaire was
sweet enough to give me this address, as my brain was too tiny to remember
complicated addresses. (Dear Bob, you will screen for me, I am not
interested in having my experiences quarreled with, they're mine and they're
true)  Amities, Kathleen Burke