Plus les choses changent, plus elles restent les mêmes

Plus les choses changent, plus elles restent les mêmes

Fed by Haitians yet again,

Then as now...
The Water Then is as Now…

Tonight I had dinner at “The Outback” Providenciales i.e. Provo.  The young waitress was about my daughter’s age.  She was a very pleasant young woman who told me of her and her mother’s journey from Cap-Haïtien.  They might have flown in the mighty “Tri” when she first landed in the Turks and Caicos Islands those many years ago. 

When we, Robin, our young daughter Alicia, and I were living on the islands, we not making a much money, and just after losing a house in Alberta as a result of the NEP ( National Energy Program) which devastated Alberta,  we had few pennies to spare.  Dene, the airport manager at “The Cap” once a week would provide us for a minimal amount of money a potato sack full of fruits and veggies, many of which I could not identify by name then or now.  That food helped us through a tough time. It is possible, if not likely I flew this young Outback server’s mother and her daughter on their first journey away from the Cap. 

 Who knew that this young woman (age is relative here) would one day end up working in this very modern restaurant, where once there were very few eating establishments, serving this old man, who’s paths may have crossed here once before.  

The circle is small

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