It was 3:30 AM as I boarded a plane to Jacmel, Haiti. What I didn’t know in the dark of that morning was that Haiti, the poorest nation in the Western Hemisphere, would teach me more about public relations than any American setting ever could.
Previously, I thought public relations was a set of things to do-- a phone call to make, an email to send, a meeting to attend. It was having a client, fulfilling his or her needs and doing whatever needed to be done in between. Haiti proved me quite wrong.
As a non-medical volunteer on a medical mission, I was appointed "clinic secretary." My... read on