Haiti – Impressions

I hit the ground in Haiti on Feb. 9 at 9:10 in the morning. I was greeted by U.S. Army choppers overhead, carrying supplies to God knows where, and the deafening roar of the C17 Charleston backing up on the runway. It still felt very much like a war zone. Over the next week I took a great many photographs. Here are a few.

Jean Guerrier, 10, and his mother, Roseline Cherutin, 39, take a moment to look upon the home they lived in before the January 12, 2010 earthquake destroyed it, forcing them to go live in a tent on a patch of dirt nearby. Port-au-Prince, Haiti. February 2010.

A rubble pile in the middle of the Solino Slum, Port-au-Prince, Haiti. February 2010.

A Catholic Church in ruins, destroyed by the earthquake. Port-au-Prince, Haiti. February 2010.

In the aftermath of the worst earthquake to hit the region in 200 years, signs asking for help dot the landscape everywhere around Port-au-Prince, Haiti. February 2010.

A man carries a case of King Cola into the Solino Slum, Port-au-Prince, Haiti. February 2010.

Haitian President Rene Preval, center, has a black mourning band put onto his left arm for the National Day of Prayer and Fasting at the University of Notre Dame in Port-au-Prince, Haiti. The ceremony is marking one month from the January 12, 2010 earthquake. Preval’s wife, Elisabeth, is on right, in black. February 12, 2010.

I have intentionally not made many posts about my time in Haiti. It remains a difficult situation for all of those here and who have been affected (which is nearly everyone). So let it suffice to say that it was and continues to be a difficult assignment at times, and challenging in nearly every way. Please continue to keep these people in your hearts and prayers. They need it, and will for the long haul.