Soon after she was born in Port-au-Prince, we were back in Les Cayes. We had a large house. Our saviour and housekeeper was Cleant, who was wonderful. We knew nothing so she bought food in the market and cooked for us. Upon arrival we did not speak a lot of Creole, and besides taking care of work, and Aileen, we played a lot of double solitaire. This was the age of: no mobile phone, land line mostly down, no videos or DVDs, only one local radio station, and only a few English speakers in town. We were the only foreigners, except for Catholic priests, who we never saw. It was me and Carolyn, local Bahá’ís, and occasional visitors such as my mom and Ralph.