To me, no one signifies American patriotism, liberty, innovation and work ethic like Benjamin Franklin. His inventions, his public service, his wisdom, and his writings are all American treasures! So many years ago when my wife and I were told that our first child was expected to be a boy who was due to be born around the 4th of July, I got my wife to agree to name the child “Benjamin”. When we had a lovely daughter instead, we postponed the “Ben-naming” until the next child.

At age 20, already a wise man, Franklin came up with a list of virtues that he would strive to improve on.  Each week he would work on one virtue, “leaving all others to their ordinary chance”.  In his autobiography, he wrote: “I hope, therefore, that some of my descendants may follow the example and reap the benefit.” 

Here they are, sort of a list of American proverbs based loosely on our Judeo-Christian heritage.

1. Temperance. Eat not to Dulness. Drink not to Elevation:

2. Silence. Speak not but what may benefit others or yourself. Avoid trifling Conversation.

3. Order. Let all your Things have their Places. Let each Part of your Business have its Time.

4. Resolution. Resolve to perform what you ought. Perform without fail what you resolve.

5. Frugality. Make no Expense but to do good to others or yourself: i.e. Waste nothing.

6. Industry. Lose no Time. Be always employ’d in something useful. Cut off all unnecessary Actions.

7. Sincerity. Use no hurtful Deceit. Think innocently and justly; and, if you speak, speak accordingly.

8. Justice. Wrong none, by doing Injuries or omitting the Benefits that are your Duty.

9. Moderation. Avoid Extreams. Forbear resenting Injuries so much as you think they deserve.

10. Cleanliness. Tolerate no Uncleanness in Body, Cloaths or Habitation.

11. Tranquillity. Be not disturbed at Trifles, or at Accidents common or unavoidable.

12. Chastity. Rarely use Venery but for Health or Offspring; Never to Dulness, Weakness, or the Injury of your own or another’s Peace or Reputation.

13. Humility. Imitate Jesus and Socrates.

Of the many, many great quotes attributed to Benjamin Franklin, it would be difficult to state a favorite. But whenever I am tempted to gossip or say something bad about someone, this comes to mind:

“Speak ill of no man, but speak all the good you know of everybody”


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The people of Yana Cocha are a hard working group of indigenous people in the rural Andes. They are considered among the lowest of Ecuador’s social classes and are certainly not used to Westerners coming to visit and help them. Some were cautious at first, but all were gracious and humble.

They live simply in adobe homes with a smattering of modern conveniences. Nothing is built especially well, but they are proud of what they have and are quite hospitable. The people have a strong sense of community, and came together to welcome us with open arms, big smiles and great enthusiasm! We had an official welcoming as well as many, many unofficial gestures of thanks.

Often forgotten by the government, the indigenous people have been promised help by many different groups over many years; community leaders told us that our group led by Bruce and Cherith was the first to actually come through!

Moving Concrete Sections in Place

As is the case in much of Central and South America, sanitation is of a major concern. It is necessary to regularly disinfect hands as the people do not utilize the best sanitation practices, and the cleaning and disinfecting of food and water is typically not a priority. When one of the very polite people in the community would greet us with a warm “buenos dios” and shake hands, our hosts would immediately but quietly warn us in quiet English “disinfect your hands”.

Each day from 8:00 a.m. to usually around 1:00 p.m. we would work in the trenches with the community, helping to drain the area where they intended to collect the spring water in a concrete chamber. From there the water would be filtered and pumped to the homes along the hillsides. It was hard, filthy work, and very often we would be bumping into each other as everyone wanted to pitch in but there were often more workers than work. All of the community members were involved and were excellent, enthusiastic workers; some of the women even raked the mud with children strapped to their backs.

Beautiful Children Watching the Work

The working conditions were not deplorable, just wet, muddy and hard. We saw a few tarantulas working along us, but other than that we did not see any serious insects. (Tarantulas are not as bad as the scorpions we have seen on trips to Mexico and Haiti!)

Initially some of us were a little frustrated with the slow pace and the short days. We were there to work we reasoned, and wanted to accomplish something significant! However, we learned that while Bruce and HCJB designs and leads the effort, it is really a community project and they are to do most of the work. HCJB believes that we should be there providing an example and help, but are not to take over the run the project.

I learned to appreciate and respect this approach, as charity in America has largely been reduced to free gifts of provisions, and not conditional donations of work. Work gives the needy a sense of accomplishment and self-respect that blind donations cannot.

We were also In Yana Cocha to spend time socializing and fellowshipping with other Christians. Every day after work we would make lunch, play with the kids for a couple of hours, and prepare for an evening time of learning and worshipping together.

Sharing Roasted Guinea Pig

Food was generally very good, as our missionary hosts provided us with clean, healthy, tasty food! Cherith Rydbeck is a very good cook and had every day’s meal planned before we left Quito. We were discouraged from eating any local food, as again, sanitation and clean food preparation are not the highest priority to the community.

Still, there is a local delicacy known as “cuy” or roasted guinea pig that is served with potatoes and offered to guests. We knew that it was likely going to be offered to us and it would be a major affront to refuse a prized meal from a poor community member. Sure enough, around dinner time one night a large group of people showed up with more than enough servings of cuy and potatoes for all of us. A little gamey and having a taste all its own, I doubt it will catch on in the US.

We never got close to seeing the completion of this project, but we helped Bruce get it started. With God’s help it will be finished next year and about a hundred homes will have clean water and their residents will have made Christian friends in the United States.

Garcia Moreno Prison credit http://www.fotothing.com

In a visit to Ecuador last month as part of a mission team from Free Christian Church in Andover, MA, I was accompanied by Patrick, a civil engineering student, Myles, an engineer in the aerospace industry, David a well-traveled professional, and David’s two young adult children Marianna and John Henry. We were guests of Cheryl and Bruce Rydbeck of HCBJ Global, a Christian missionary group that now has a presence in 100 countries. Though our primary focus was working on a clean water project with an indigenous community in the Andes, we witnessed some other opportunities to minister to those in need abroad.

The first  was Garcia Moreno Prison in Quito, a maximum security men’s prison. Seeing that this is the FIRST maximum-security prison that I have visited in a third world country, I obviously did not know what to expect!  That being said, Bruce made sure we were fast learners by immersion.
The prison is in the poor historic colonial part of the city, surrounded by food vendors selling to the many family members in line waiting to see their incarcerated father, brother or husband. As one of the largest of Ecuador’s prisons, Garcia Moreno has been referred to as a “prison-city”. Designed to house 300 inmates in the 1870’s, it purportedly has housed as many as 1800. It has an economy of its own, where prison food vendors and “restaurants” are located throughout the prison. Everything from cigarettes, drugs, and prostitutes are sold, as are bars of soap, soda, and snacks.
In South American prisons there are no visiting rooms with glass walls; you simply are let into the prison population. On the visitor days, children and wives mingle with the inmates while prostitutes wander the cells looking for customers. Murders are somewhat common, and there have been many riots. In 2004 inmates took over the prison for 10 days, demanding better living conditions. We were all a little concerned about bringing lovely young Marianna in there; everyone except her that is. It turned out fine and in the two visits we had into Garcia Moreno there were no physical altercations.
Security was visibly high, with heavily armed men in flak jackets seemingly limiting what could be brought into the facility. There were several security checkpoints to go through. At the first one we had to turn over our passport; we were not really thrilled about that… At the second checkpoint, still outside, we were frisked (thoroughly) and given the first of several stamps on our arms. This is about all that would distinguish us from the population. At each point we would receive another mark.

Our Arms Stamped at Security Checkpoints

After being let into the general population, we were beckoned from all angles by men asking for “dollars” in a variety of languages and accents. Others were trying to sell us goods that were purportedly made by them. Everyone spoke at least some Spanish, only a few we met spoke reasonable English.

Conditions ranged from modern to simply medieval, with the only difference being an inmate’s ability to pay for his own standard of living. Money means everything here and there is a daily struggle to get money to pay for basic services. With it, you can buy yourself a reduced sentence and even your freedom. You can live reasonably well and anything at all can be smuggled in for a price. Without money, prison life is sheer misery.

Since prisoners have to pay rent for their cell and pay to maintain it, those without money just sleep on the floor in a communal area and eat sparse quantities of the barely edible food that is provided. Those that have family members who send them funds to bribe officials and guards might have a nicer cell with television and internet. Prisoners live with constant demands from other prisoners and guards for money. On occasions a prisoner’s family is contacted and told that he will be harmed if money is not forwarded.

The typical prisoner is a petty criminal or a tourist who made the mistake of purchasing, sharing or selling drugs and was caught. Sometimes they are desperate for money to get back to their homeland and unwisely choose to work with a drug dealer. There are stories of the drug dealers themselves turning in the future prisoner to curry some favor with police. We were told that very often men that  were caught with only small amounts were given the same sentence as a significant dealer in drugs. The dealer then can buy his way out, while the petty criminal without money just rots here.

There were no Americans in this prison so we got to know a few of the prisoners from around the world that spoke reasonable English. We brought them magazines and newspapers to pass the time. There are a lot of sad stories here; some have learned their lesson and are spending their time praising God and preparing for the time when they get out. Others are just filled with hate and despair, having given up and still using drugs in prison. Again, those with money can get by, those without money suffer continuously.

Consider “Leonard” from Canada who we met during a Saturday worship service. His family sends him money so he has been able to afford a lawyer and lives reasonably well in the prison. He looks fit and confident as he knows he will eventually get out and his time here is long but bearable. He could apply to his country to fill out the remainder of his term at home, but he would then be a felon in Canada and would never be allowed into the United States again. He says he owns property in the US. Leonard’s lawyer recently told him that he got his sentence reduced from six years to three years. The cost for this legal work was: $1500, plus another $5000 for bribes and fees to government officials and judges!

Leonard met a woman while in prison, perhaps a prostitute or a friend of another prisoner. They  developed a physical relationship and now have a child together. Though I doubt that the woman or the child figures in his plans when he is released, he proudly told me that he intends to make sure his new son will be able to get Canadian citizenship some day if he wants it. Sadly he did not mention the woman at all.

Marius is from Lithuania and is close to fulfilling the first three years of his six year sentence. He is one of those who has little money and is having a terrible time behind bars. Once his term is half-filled, he will be eligible for a work release as long as he can find a job and a place to live. Unfortunately for him, there are few jobs and he has no money for a place to live so he is stuck for now. Marius’ close friend Daniel is in a similar state, and they have the marks of helpless despair. Nether of their countries are doing anything to help them.

Consider Yanko from Russia who is hoping to get his country to transfer him home and let him finish his sentence there. He believes it will happen but has no idea exactly when so he just waits. If he is able to get a transfer, the Russian government will simply let him go free.

During a Saturday worship service held in a small packed room, we shared our own testimonies and encouraged the prisoners with the fact that God has a plan for them, even now. We told them that they eventually should be released and may still live a fine life once they get out. Even though most of the service was in Spanish and few spoke English, we knew that we are bonded together in our love for Christ and a desire to serve Him. We could see in their faces evidence of the hard life that they have led and the pain they have in knowing that they have made a mess of their life. But in faces of the more mature Christians among them, we also the joy and relief that they have knowing that God loves them and has not forgotten them.

Raw TV has a show called Locked Up Abroad where they have prepared a true-life dramatization of people who have been imprisoned in third world countries. If you want to get an idea of what the actual experience is like, check out http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xj4qs2_locked-up-abroad-ecuador_travel .  Much of the video was filmed in Garcia Moreno.

HCJB Radio Station In Quito

Quito, Ecuador has been home to Bruce and Cherith Rydbeck for thirty years as missionaries to the capital city and rural communities in the Andes mountains. Before them Cherith’s parents served as missionaries in Ecuador as far back as the 1950’s.

The Rydbeck’s parent mission organization, HCJB Global, is now over 80 years old and now has a presence in 100 countries.  Their stated vision is “To partner with Christians in media and healthcare to bring the voice and hands of Jesus to the unreached peoples of the world.”

They believe in serving Christ by helping the poorest of the poor improve their overall health while bringing them the Gospel through media, water projects, and health/wellness training.

Bruce Rydbeck, a civil engineer who has worked all over the world, manages their clean water projects in Ecuador, providing the expertise while the host communities provide most of the labor. Materials are either donated or provided by the communities or other charities, sometimes with the help of the Ecuadorean government. These are typically projects for indigenous Indians, generally considered the lowest social class in Ecuador.

HCJB Global runs Hospital Vozandes-Quito

The Rydbeck’s periodically welcome mission teams from supporting Churches in the United States. The teams bring goods and goodwill from home,  get involved to a varying extent with the work projects, and help minister in the communities. Together they bond with the community for a short time, bringing God’s love along with a great project. According to Cherith and Bruce, it means a great deal for these people to see westerners come and work alongside them and treat them as brothers and sisters in Christ. Many of the people may have never seen a westerner before.
By the time we arrived in Quito, we had taken a three hour flight from Boston to MIami, then a four hour stopover, then a four hour flight to Quito. With travel to and from the airports we had been traveling 13 hours by that point and were trying to adjust to the nearly 10,000 foot elevation. Clearly we needed a day or two to adjust before making the four hour trip to our destination in the mountains.
Bruce and Cherith were great hosts! Bruce is a very knowledgeable person, and took us around Quito visiting important sites. Cherith was the primary organizer, who made sure we had clean, healthy food to eat. When we were in Quito, we generally ate at their house or a restaurant that was pre-screened for cleanliness by Cherith. She is an excellent cook and made us feel right at home; so much so that she immediately put us to work!

Cotopaxi near Quito is one of the highest active volcanoes in the world

After viewing some of the charitable efforts of HCJB in Quito including the hospital, our group from Free Christian Church began preparations for a four hour trip into the Andes. Our destination was the community of Yana Cocha (black lake) where Bruce was about to begin an ambitious effort to contain a spring and bring clean water to around 100 homes built into two separate very steep hillsides.

Communities that want a clean water project make a request to HCJB and commit the labor necessary to build it. They also know that it may take time to raise the funds for the materials and other expenses for the project. Typically the trenches are hand dug, and most of the work is done “the old fashioned way”. Labor is cheap and readily available, while money and heavy equipment is largely unavailable. 
Having started to adjust to the culture and high altitude, we were ready to move on to a more rural part of the Andes.

With political unrest in Haiti preventing our Church from sending a team this year, I decided to sign on to a mission trip heading to Ecuador. I have only been to a few countries in Central and South America, and wanted to visit another culture. I was emotionally struck by what I saw in Haiti, and was hungry to learn more about the rest of the world.

As a patriotic American, I have been led to believe that there is not much reason to visit anywhere but the good old USA except a few major cities and some gated, self-contained resorts in tropical areas. I still have not found anywhere that I would rather live, but as you begin to travel around to experience different cultures, they become fascinating. Life is too short and money to precious to visit all the places I wish to see and experience!

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Photo Credit: HCJB.org

HCJB Global (www.hcjb.org) is an international Christian mission group with ministries on five continents. They build radio stations, provide internet access, build hospitals and water systems in poor areas around the world.

According to HCJB’s Facebook page, only about 50 percent of rural Ecuadorians have access to clean drinking water. Many of these residents resort to drinking contaminated water, often resulting in disease and even death. Others spend hours each day hauling water from distant sources, expending valuable resources.

More than 55,000 Ecuadorians die annually of intestinal parasite infections; this is a problem throughout the third world. From HCJB’s website: “Since nearly 90 percent of infectious diseases are waterborne, the maladies are avoidable. More than 90 percent of these deaths can be prevented by the use of a convenient supply of clean water, adequate sanitation and improved hygiene. HCJB Global Hands’ response is collaborating with communities throughout Ecuador, facilitating construction or rehabilitation of six projects per year. Many are remote jungle communities only accessible by river canoe or single-engine plane.”

Free Christian Church in Andover, Massachusetts has been supporting Bruce and Cherith Rydbeck of HCJB Global Water for nearly 15 years but have never sent a team from our Church until now. Bruce is a civil engineer who has dedicated his career to bringing clean water to poor villages. As a civil engineer myself, I felt called to see if this is a place where God wanted me to use my training for some purpose. I found this interesting video on the HCJB.org site.

There are six of us from FCC that plan to travel to Quito in early August, and then journey through the mountains to a remote location 11-14,000 feet above sea level. Though the location is near the Equator, August is winter time in South America and at such a high elevation it is supposed to be very cold.

In Quito we intend to spend a brief time working with the prison ministry. After travelling to the rural mountains we will be working with local villagers helping them install water piping and pumps, controls, etc. to provide them with convenient, clean water for the first time. Today, someone probably carries water 4-5 hours/day for each household. Women farm; men may work as day laborers. In the evenings we intend to share the message of Jesus Christ with the villagers.

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Surveying the water line route for a new village Photo Credit: HCJB.org

We will likely have a shelter to sleep under but it will be quite rustic. I am looking forward to getting to know another culture, helping to improve some lives, and getting to meet new friends. Purportedly insect repellant is not an issue, mosquitoes/bugs can’t breathe at 11k ft !

According to Cherith Rydbeck, this may be the first time that these people have seen a Westerner.  She told us in a recent Skype interview, that the villagers will be quite pleased and impressed that we came to help them. These are indigenous people who were effectively slaves as recent as 40 years ago.

I have traveled to many very poor areas, and have seen some awful suffering. I have helped a little, learned a lot, but mostly have gained new insight as to what is really important in life. God has consistently reminded me that he loves all of us, and none of us is more important to Him than any other.

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Laying a section of pipe Photo Credit: HCJB.org

In our country we are a very proud, prosperous people and I hope we never lose that. But more important than pride in America is the thankfulness we should have for all the blessings that God has given us; clean, fresh water is just one of them.

I am amazed to learn of still another large missionary organization that provides much-needed services to the very poor around the world. Understanding that people have to take responsibility for their own needs as much as possible, they will only build a water system to a village if the residents partner to do most of the physical work. I honor Bruce and Cherith for the sacrifices they have made and am looking forward to working with them in Ecuador.

Main Deck of USS Farragut

The USS Farragut is a modern destroyer that carries Tomahawk missles and can deliver them to targets around the world. My son, Ben, is a Petty Officer and engineer aboard the ship. He also volunteers as a Search and Rescue Swimmer (SAR).

Recently (March 14-16, 2011) the ship hosted what is known as a “tiger cruise”, where a limited number of family and friends can visit the ship and cruise along for a few days. My younger son James and I met the ship in Charleston, SC, which then sailed to its home base in Jacksonville. We stayed aboard ship for two nights, and got to experience what life is like for those on active Navy duty.

The Farragut is an impressive warship, with extensive air defense systems, helicopter landing pad, large deck gun and machine guns, in addition to the Tomahawk missles.

We got tours of everything from the bridge to the engine room, and everything in between. The captain ran the ship at full speed and took it through a few gut-wrenching turns. We even got a demonstration of the deck gun. But our main goal was to experience the life that our son has aboard ship, and see how the US Navy treats its sailors. Should he stay in, or should he leave at the earliest opportunity.

Helicopter Landings

While sailors do not get paid very much, the Navy has been good for my son; his training, education, housing allowance, medical care, and life experiences have made him grow up significantly and be more prepared for a successful life after the Navy. As a Search and Rescue Swimmer, he is in enviable shape for all but the top tier of professional athletes. He has educational assistance and other benefits waiting for him when his term is up next summer.

But with a wife and child at home and another on the way, it becomes clear that this is not the life that promotes strong familial bonds. The long hours on duty, 24 hour shifts every six days, unexpected and unplanned voyages that occur at the last minute are but some of difficulties that sailors and soldiers have to deal with.

Ben preparing to go out into Rib Boat

Ben spent a continuous seven months at sea on deployment last year, mostly in the area of Somalia and Yemen chasing and apprehending pirates. He describes the pirates as severely malnourished and seriously ill criminals with machine guns and rocket propelled grenades. He has visited many ports of call, such as Bahrain, Portugal and Seychelles. Even when they are not technically on deployment, they are often at sea doing one exercise or another. 

I enjoyed the company of many of the sailors of all ranks. I met the Captain who seemed confident and able, along with engineers, bosuns, cooks and other specialists.

Most of the sailors I met that were over 25 had already been marriend and divorced at least once.  They have a lot of down time; not much time off duty, but a lot of time waiting in accordance with their orders. Dozens of sailors huddle on deck smoking during breaks; the language and stories are colorful. Heavy drinking and womanizing in ports are the norm. One young sailor tells me that he cannot wait to get to South America to meet the women there who he understands to be “free”.

As nice and capable as these sailors appear to be, these are not the kind of influences that young men need to be good fathers and husbands. If your single son and perhaps your daughter is 18-22 and in need of a wake up call, this might be just the ticket to give them some organization, direction, training, and discipline, not to mention some life acheivements. However, if they are married, especially with children, you may find that they will not be married long if this is their lifestyle. The Navy is a very hard life for most families.

In general morale was not great; the Navy politics, the ever-changing schedule, the mind-numbing inefficiency, the constantly overcooked food, the tight coffin-like sleeping quarters, and erratic and slow internet all make for long, long days in port and longer voyages at sea.

Sleeping "Coffin"

I came away from the cruise with better appreciation for sailors and soldiers who are on duty in peace time. Even if they are not fighting our enemies, they are sacrificing their time and freedom, and time with their families to be on the ready to defend us. It is much harder on them psychologically than I had understood.

While I previously encouraged my son to consider staying in the Navy to become an officer, I know agree that it is time for him to leave as soon as his enlistment is up. I love him, my granddaughter and my daughter-in-law too much to see their little family ripped apart. It is time to be proud of his service, take advantage of the benefits achieved by his sacrifices, and move on.


Of of the many distressed children at Rose Mina

The 2010 earthquake killed at least 250,000 Haitians, and forced millions to live in temporary shelter in squalid conditions. There are countless large piles of rubble and tent cities to go along with the dilapidated buildings and shacks that exist all over Port-au-Prince and other urban areas. But if it is not clear, it should be mentioned that Haiti was a deplorable place well before the 2010 earthquake; child abuse, trafficking and malnutrition was rampant as long as anyone can remember.

Note the following from a March 2008 discussion on the US State Department website: “Despite some improvements, the government’s human rights record remained poor. The following human rights problems were reported: alleged unlawful killings by Haiti National Police officers; ineffective measures to address killings by members of gangs and other armed groups; HNP participation in kidnappings; overcrowding and poor sanitation in prisons; arbitrary threats and arrests; prolonged pretrial detention; an inefficient judiciary subject to significant influence by the executive and legislative branches; severe corruption in all branches of government; violence and societal discrimination against women; child abuse, internal trafficking of children, and child domestic labor; and ineffective enforcement of trade union organizing rights…. the government acknowledged the problem of internal trafficking, including that of children. The Brigade for the Protection of Minors (BPM), a branch of the Haiti National Police, investigated cases of child trafficking and monitored movement of children across the border with the Dominican Republic. However, in addition to the lack of specific penalties for trafficking, the lack of resources, training, and institutionalized procedures remained barriers to its operational capacity. There were so many street children in Port-au-Prince who were victims of domestic trafficking that the BPM did not as a matter of routine try to help them.

Non-governmental organizations were in the forefront in combating trafficking of children under the guise of international adoptions. On February 14, authorities arrested the operator of an orphanage and charged her with trafficking 32 children. On August 8, authorities in conjunction with two NGOs rescued 47 children from a rogue orphanage. Many of the children’s parents were unaware of the true activities of the orphanage. The orphanage remained open at year’s end.”

Also, “Child abuse was a problem. There was anecdotal evidence that in very poor families caretakers deprived the youngest children of food to feed older, income-generating children. In January 2006 a UN independent expert stated that 47 percent of sexual assaults involved minors as victims.”

From this American’s point of view, the most disturbing part of this is that almost no one is writing about it! Unless these ugly secrets become well known by Americans, not much will change. Most of the conservative press is focused on cleaning up our own economic and moral messes; the more  liberal press seems to be focused on blaming Americans for whatever bad exists in the world.

When I contacted the Miami Herald recently, asking them to write about the problem of Haitians Hurting Haitians, I was told that due to the large Haitian population in Miami, they have to tread lightly and be careful what they write about. Apparently articles about poor hurting poor do not sell newspapers. But if I had a story of Haitians helping Haitians, or Americans hurting Haitians, they would be more than happy to write about it.