It takes a certain kind of person to travel with us to Guatemala. A gutsy, don’t-care-if-I-can’t-get-a-shower-for-a-few-days kinda person. On our visits to the Finding Freedom households, our volunteers work through hunger, thirst, bug bites, tummy trouble, fatigue and rib-banging drives in the back of pickup trucks through the northern Guatemala mountains. We curse at the…
I’ve mentioned in past posts that it is the untaken-photos that haunt me after my trips to Guatemala. Cathedral alter There are so many times when our volunteers are bumping along in the back of a pickup truck while trying to stand upright, or walking along a muddy road carrying backpacks, or even when we…
Manuela and her siblings are orphans, following the death of their father last year.
Celebrating the life and passions of Martin L. King, Jr. means something different depending on one’s perspective. People of color celebrated having an advocate who spoke the message they had carried with them for generations. Pre-Covid Monday holidays meant a day off of school, work, or public service, a three day weekend to linger longer…
Jennifer with Manuel’s manager and owners. When Jennifer McNevin in Austin decided to dream big, and raise $10,000 for our organization, she already possessed a passion for changing the lives of our FFF clients. As my sister, she had listened to my stories of the women we assist. When our brother Mike (our vice president)…
When my brother Mike (our Vice President) and I were little, our Grandmother would send care packages to us that were full of delight. Candy, Cracker Jacks, chocolate coins in tiny mesh bags–enough for all five of us. It felt like a box of joy had traveled all the way from Trenton, New Jersey to…
