HAITI: KEVINSON’S STORY (PART 1)
I’ll never forget March 14, 2014. Hundreds of desperate people lined up in a queue that snaked across the village’s dusty courtyard before disappearing behind one of the permanent shelters we’d built. Malnourished children with distended stomachs wailed in the heat as their sickly mothers tried to comfort them. Men with untreated wounds fixed their exhausted gazes to...
