Michael Dulick

Miguel Dulick has lived in Las Vegas, Honduras, since 2003. There he has no projects, no plans, no investments -- only to share the life of the poor. For years he has been sending reports back to friends and family in his native St. Louis. In sharing these reports, we offer a glimpse of how life is so different, yet so much the same, in different places.

The current Maestro en Casa class in Las Vegas, Honduras.
Michael Dulick

You’d have to say, the odds are in his favor. In fact, it looked like a lock, when he talked me into signing him up for Maestro en Casa in Morazan, where he would spend weekends with Fermin and Maria and their kids. They have a very professional program there, directed by Fermin’s brother-in-law Javier, including actual classes on Saturdays that cover the material the students will be working on during the week at home in their “cuadernos” (combination text- and workbook).

Dr. Bayardo Pagoada
Michael Dulick

I thought I was a goner. Even Chemo was crying, sobbing at my bedside as I prayed for God’s mercy. But I wasn’t quite dead yet. I had had a dizzy spell, so light-headed, so disoriented I could only stand up by clinging to the wall, the office door, the table, another door, till I collapsed in my bed, guided there by Chemo. It was only 8 in the morning, and I thought I was having a stroke.

Courtesy by Michael Dulick

Christmas had us coming and going. And not just here in Honduras.

A week before Christmas, my sister Barb arrived at her St. Louis city home about 5 p.m., threw a big bag of Christmas presents and her even bigger purse on the couch, coaxed Jah the dog, blind and frail, out the door, and went for a walk. She returned to find her house lit up like a torch, in flames and smoke.

Looking for names on voter lists in Honduras
Michael Dulick | St. Louis Beacon | 2013

This article first appeared in the St. Louis Beacon. - Sunday, Nov. 24, 2013, was election day. I looked to Chemo as a bellwether.

When we were in Tegucigalpa, Elio and Mema urged him to vote Liberal, singing the praises of Mauricio Villeda, the son of the best president Honduras ever had.

 After her child had open-heart surgery, a mother waits.
Michael Dulick | St. Louis Beacon | 2013

This article originally appeared in the St. Louis Beacon. - ‘Tis the Season! And what better gift than a healthy heart!

Helping Hands for Honduras just finished its 21st brigada, this time saving the lives of 33 youngsters in need of open-heart surgery. Chemo was in the first brigada back in September 2008. So I got his teachers’ permission to take him to Tegus for a check-up. (“Shouldn’t be a problem, since he doesn’t come to class anyway.” CHEMO!!)

Wydown Middle School
Michael Dulick | St. Louis Beacon | 2013

This article first appeared in the St. Louis Beacon: Last year, I made three trips to St. Louis for family emergencies, including the deaths of my brothers John and Bob. This year was, as the National League Champion St. Louis Cardinals like to say, a “Happy Flight!” An ecstasy from end to end, so much joy and grace, fabulous family time, great friends, eager students, gorgeous weather and did I mention the bountiful food?

Marlon holds his father. Guillermo, as the family gathers.
Michael Dulick | St. Louis Beacon | 2013

This article first appeared in the St. Louis Beacon: Monday, Sept. 9, was Chemo’s 19th birthday, but we spent most of the day watching Guillermo die. 

His timing was perfect; he lived to celebrate the wedding that Saturday of his son Isaac: big celebration back at the house, full of guests; Guillermo, though bed-ridden, beaming. Out-of-towners left on Sunday, only to get urgent calls early Monday from Erlinda, Guillermo’s wife, that the end was near.