by Ione Citrin

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Ursaline

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16" x 12" oil on paper Ursaline was the child of my neighbor's maid. I watched her grow up into a beautiful young woman. She was a sweet as she was beautiful. When my friend sold her house and moved away, Ursaline and her mother decided to return to their native land...Haiti. A week later the devastating earthquake hit this tiny country, and thoughts of Ursaline and her mother ran through my mind. I've watched the news and scanned all the newspapers and magazines looking for their faces with no luck. I have no way of getting in touch with them. I wouldn't know how. I guess I'm one of millions of concerned folks who watch the horrors of the terrible earthquake without knowing the fate of their loved ones. Why does tragedy always hit the poorest and most vulnerable?

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