Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Judy believes in Haitian Self-Determination


Judy Grochowski is a leo sister. Her birthday is August 12th. She is one of the hero teachers I met when I was coordinating the Milwaukee Institute of Art & Design's outreach programs. I have a very crowded pedestal full of teachers who care way more than most people even know there is a need for caring, Judy's on it. She was the first person to write me back about this project.

She wrote:

My favorite charity is the Norwich Mission House in Port Au Prince, Haiti. My daughter and I did a mission trip there a few summers ago and it was an incredible experience....they are supported by the Norwich Diocese of Norwich, Conn. As a matter of fact, the priest from the Mission House is coming to Our Lady of Lourdes Church (Milw-58& Forest home) on Aug 22 for a fundraising spaghetti dinner. He will speak and provide an update on the state of affairs in Haiti currently.

Here is the thing, back in 1986, when I was a senior in HS I was supposed to go to Haiti with a dentist my mother knew who ran a free clinic there, but in Februarythere was a huge coup that finally over through the Duvalier family and the trip was canceled. I still feel like Beethoven was playing a scale and didn't hit the last note. When I got this email from Judy I realized I still need to go to Haiti. Hmmm. I called the group she mentioned, confessed that I'm not catholic and asked if I could come with them. They are gonna put me on a wait list. If any of you want to come with I would love to share the experience with someone I know.

Do-what-you-can-Dawn


You know the starfish story where the old man says, "What are you doing?" and the boy says, "I'm trying to save the starfish, sir." and the old man says, "but there are thousands of starfish and only one of you, what difference can you make?" and the little boy throws a starfish back in the ocean and says, "I made a difference to that one." Well, Dawn Caldart, a Milwaukee attorney, and frequent guest feminist at the Boys Club, is one of those people who looks at the starfish on the beach, rolls up her sleeves, and starts tossing them back in the water one by on. Thing is, she makes it look like so much fun that other people run to the beach and start chucking starfish back into the ocean too and pretty soon there are a whole bunch of people drinking beer and saving starfish and running around on the beach having a great time...

She wrote:

I often contemplate the "what's in-between." Recently, I read what I consider a manual for life, "The Miracle of Mindfulness." The clarity that comes with being present in this time and place has been life changing for me.

Although malnutrition is always present in Ethiopia, this year's lack of
rain, rising food costs, and inconsistent food distributions have made the
situation much worse, with rates of severe malnutrition particularly high in
the region where my daughters were born.

Doctors Without Borders/Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) has teams working in
southern Ethiopia where more than 11,800 children have been treated for
severe malnutrition to date. MSF is helping Ethiopia's most vulnerable
children now so these children can help the Ethiopia's children of tomorrow.

A $40.00 donation will feed a child for 40 days.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Larry's Lutheran Largess



Larry Albrecht and I met volunteering for the Milwaukee International Film Festival. Our work consisted of getting together with fascinating, intelligent people about once a week to watch incredible films from around the world and wax film criticism. As we got to know each other I learned that Larry was part of an elite old boy's club that meets once a week at Brucke Cafe. Committed to social justice and human rights, and steeped in Lutheran guilt, Larry eventually asked me to attend the highly secretive Brucke Boys Club as a one-time guest feminist.

It was a very interesting evening, I took notes. My scribblings from that historic evening say things that must remain confidential due to "privacy concerns." I also put myself on the circulating roster of consensual guest feminists and offered to make occasional appearances. The boys are a motley crew of players who will remain anonymous. Lets just say they are united by their love of beer and women and political banter. Their politics lean to the left and their steins lean to the right, if you know what I mean.

Larry is a good guy but boy does he have issues. Mostly humanitarian. He wrote, "I donate regularly to Lutheran World Relief which does great work in poor
and oppressed communities around the globe, grounded in love, faith and
hope, and which has the highest ranking for foundations/charities with
minimal overhead. I will send an extra $40 on your behalf, which also keeps
a relationship with your and my spiritual heritage."

ACT 6 AIDS Ride - wow, that was fast!

This was my first completed Birthday Donation Challenge. Scott Thornton donated $100 to the ACT 6 Aids Ride and I sent in my $40. I love this heart felt, witty thank you note so I asked for permission from Peter Jones to share it here:

I just returned home from the ride and this email brought even more
tears to my eyes; I thought I had cried them all out this afternoon when I
saw the sadness and hope we all shared at the closing ceremonies of the
ride.

I left the ceremony right away when it ended because I don't really like
that kind of stuff (and I had a tanning appointment - kidding - but I do
need to even out this farmer tan I got) and I just wanted to be alone to
think about the past 4 days.

As I rode my bike back to Olin Park (where my car had a nice $25 dollar
ticket waiting for me on it - "Thanks" Officer Cottrell!) from The Capital I
was crying thinking about how lucky I am to have been part of this and how I
made a difference. Riders along the bike path clapped and high-five'd me
and it was incredible; I am usually so guarded in real life (as Scott may
know but most would not based on my donation page) so it felt very
empowering to be recognized from my ACT 6 tee shirt I was wearing that I had
just done something H U G E !!!

Now, I have been called selfish before (heaven knows I would have skipped
ahead of you line if the cafeteria at school were running out of taco sauce
on Taco Tuesday!) but this past four days of:

a) being totally out of my element (uh . . .no hotels!)

b) allowing myself to become hot, sticky, and smelly (DO NOT bring Evian
Spritzer in your bike bag - it gets super warm and is NOT refreshing - plus
the bag could hold something more important like a bike tube or Butt Balm)

c) not having immediate access to my comfort foods (okay - so I did bring
some peanuts and licorice in my luggage but I got busted eating it at 2:30
one morning by a school guard so it technically doesn't count as "comfort" -
it is so embarrassing to have a flashlight pointed on you in the middle of a
dark gym floor of some school in Vancouver or Iceland or wherever we biked
to - surrounded by snoring cyclists - with licorice whips hanging from your
mouth and a handful of Dry Roasted Planter's poised for immediate
consumption. The guard was all "Ma'am . . . please binge eat outside of the
gymnasium." I replied in a very low pitched voice so as not to be
recognized the next day in case he was taking names "I'm carbo-loading for
tomorrow!" I think he bought it because he moved on but I did notice my
"sleeping" neighbor watching with one eye open and focused on my bag of
Twizzler Nibs. You better believe I hid those babies!)

. . . and finally d) actually BIKING 300 MILES makes me know that I can do
so much more.

SO much more.

And I will.

I am lucky. I DID this! I can make a difference and in the past four days
I did . . . and it felt so incredible!

So thank you, Karin and Scott. It means so much that you donated and
believed in me!

Thank you!

Cystic Fibrosis Marathon, Miles To Go

I met Mike in 1986 within two months of moving to Madison to attend college. In fact, we met working at the Howard Johnson's across from my dorm. One of the first feminist aha moments I had was noticing the way the women there were treated by management versus the men...Mike and I became friends and by November he took me to Chicago to meet his family, including his mother, to whom this blog is dedicated.

Mike lives in Poland and we have only seen each other once in the last 10 years, sadly it was at his moms funeral. Thanks to the interweb we have been able to stay connected through all the major ups and downs over the years. He wrote me, "I can’t believe that it has been 20 years or more years since we first met...So much has happened to us, so much experience, so many changes. Life just keeps going, we keep learning, and hopefully we become better people with the passage of time."

Mike is donating to his cousin's cystic fibrosis appeal. It is a time sensitive appeal so I'm gonna move it up on the 10 year giving plan and send something in with the next paycheck. The boy in the picture is the son Mike's cousin Trisha. He wrote, "You may remember (her) from when you visited her Mother’s home during my Mom’s funeral. He has a chance to live to be about 35, so I truly hope that they find a cure before Colin reaches that age. I am optimistic that they will."

Friday, August 8, 2008

Eddee's Bridge


>Eddee Daniels is a Milwaukee photographer and teacher. He is a very community active man, I know he's a part of Friends of Milwaukee Rivers and other environmental causes. We met volunteering for a sub committee of the Friends of the Hank Aaron State Trail that was working towards placing more public art on the trail. I admire all the work he does locally in Milwaukee but surprise, surprise, everyone is deeper and higher then you see on the surface:

I just returned from what has become a biannual trip to Nicaragua, my fifth, to work with my
favorite organization. It's called Bridges to Community
(www.bridgestocommunity.org) and its mission is to bring people from the US
down to Nicaragua to work with local people who need houses and other
infrastructure, schools, wells, community centers, etc. The Nicaraguans get
new houses and the "gringos" get a taste of what it's like to live in a
vibrant community, with grace, love, respect, and humility. We often feel
like we receive more than we give.

Bridges to Community was founded in 1992 by my father, and others, so I have
a personal interest. But I go back again and again even though my father
died seven years ago.

You can see images and read more about my experiences in Nicaragua on my
website at www.eddeedaniel.com. Look for the projects on Nicaragua.

I'm also having an exhibit of Nicaragua photos at the united community
center in Milwaukee in Sept. with a special guest from Nicaragua who will
give a poetry reading on Sep. 15. For their home page see:
http://www.latinoartsinc.org/display/router.asp?docid=131. For info on my
show see: http://www.latinoartsinc.org/display/router.asp?docid=515

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Either a Borrower or a Lender Be

Teri Sullivan devotes her professional life to Arts@Large, an organization that raises money to support arts education in Milwaukee schools. With A@L I've seen her put her passion into action, working with Kim Abler to grow it from seed to oak. Arts@Large funds so many amazing projects in Milwaukee. She could tell you many heartwarming stories of children with potential creating and connecting and finding their power in spite of the many, many obstacles on the road. I LOVE ARTS@LARGE.
But, Teri didn't write to me about giving money to Arts@Large, probably because I already serve on the board (although we all know I could donate a little bit more of the green piece of paper). Anyway, Teri likes to expand people's world so she challenged me to give to another great program, "I have been giving loans to KIVA to help entrepreneurs in 3rd world countries get loans to either expand their businesses or start new ones. This is very cool. I will give this month as well if you wish to match." I had fun looking at the KIVA website and exploring many things that have been written about them online. Check out: http://www.socialedge.org/blogs/kiva-chronicles
or
http://www.oprah.com/slideshow/oprahshow/oprahshow1_ss_20070904/12
here is one so you don't have to link:
Consumed

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Kiva.org

Over the last few months, some visitors to the Web site of Kiva, a nonprofit that lets users make interest-free “microloans” to entrepreneurs in low-development (that is, poor) countries all over the world, were greeted with a surprising message. “Thanks Kiva Lenders!” it began. “You’ve funded EVERY business on the site!!” Has a charity ever announced that it had enough money? Would-be lenders were dumbstruck, says Kiva’s public-relations director, Fiona Ramsey: “They’re stunned for a second — ‘Here I am, I have money, I want to help someone, and you’re telling me that I can’t?’ ” The note encouraged the visitor to check back soon, as a new batch of loan-seeking entrepreneurs will often appear mere minutes later. But still, Kiva is a philanthropic organization facing an extremely unusual challenge: maintaining adequate supply (people who need help) to meet demand (people who want to give it). “We don’t want people coming to the Web site who want to make a loan and there’s no one to loan to,” Ramsey says.

Kiva has attracted more than $19.5 million worth of loans, from more than 220,000 individuals. You may already be familiar with the project, which has received a phenomenal amount of glowing attention — and that’s one reason demand is so high. The site presents a photo of each loan seeker and a short summary of who and where they are and what they want the money for. A restaurant owner in Nigeria needs $450; a small farmer in Samoa needs $330. With a few clicks you can help someone on the other side of the world and play a part in solving the problems of global inequality that so often seem insurmountable. While it can be hard for charitable givers to really know where their money goes and whom it helps, Kiva lenders receive updates from the loan recipients. And they almost always see their loans repaid. (The default rate to date is 0.16 percent.)

The venture started in 2005, a time when skepticism about, for example, whether the huge sums donated to tsunami relief efforts were doing any good. It also dovetailed with an increased interest in a more capitalistic version of philanthropy that felt more like investing than simply giving. Add to this a drumbeat of high-profile attention and endorsements — from the PBS series “Frontline/World,” the New York Times columnist Nicholas Kristof, Bill Clinton — and you get spikes in demand normally associated with limited-edition luxury products. After Kiva was featured on “Oprah” this past September, for instance, “we sold out,” as Ramsey puts it. Since the holidays, individual loans have been capped at $25, to give as many people as possible the chance to participate.

Sometimes frustrated visitors to the site write in to demand an explanation for the dearth of needy people to help. Kiva’s 23-person staff works with 77 “field partners” — microfinance institutions on the ground in 39 countries, who line up potential borrowers. About 250 volunteer translators and editors around the world post new requests as quickly as they can — which can mean gluts as well as shortages. “We could keep, for lack of a better word, a stockpile of entrepreneurs,” Ramsey says. “But these are real people. We’re not looking at them as inventory.” It can take a while to vet potential borrowers. For example, a Sudan-based organization expressed interest in a partnership at a microfinance conference last August, and it took a couple of months of research, conversations and looking at financial statements before Kiva agreed to work with it. Even when that process was finally complete, Kiva had to help acquire the digital cameras to take pictures of borrowers; the organization is expected to start posting loan requests soon.

Ramsey says that the $25 cap will mostly be in effect for the next month or so, partly because Kiva sold about $2 million worth of gift certificates over the holidays, many of them still waiting to be invested. Meanwhile, some users get so caught up in helping that they behave like collectors, looking to add new countries and new kinds of businesses to their portfolios. (Entrepreneurs in Iraq and Afghanistan are particularly popular.) The chat boards on a kind of fan site called KivaFriends.org indicate the mixed feelings about the high demand for loan recipients. “I was trying to leave the field open for the newcomers,” one enthusiast there confessed recently, shortly after adding to a personal portfolio of 62 loans — even as the number of hopeful borrowers was dwindling quickly. “Makes me feel guilty.” That’s an odd thing for such a generous person to say, but it’s one indicator of what an unusual dynamic Kiva’s popularity has created. Even philanthropists don’t want to look greedy.