It is said that a picture is worth a thousand words. Here are pictures of me before, during, and after the events related in "Hard Realities." They tell a story in themselves, do they not?
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This shows me before my first trip to the Netherlands in 1991, as I prepared to leave forever the land of my birth.
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During - the Pleasure of Semi-EscapeIn Europe, I was happy, in spite of everything. This may have worked against me in the asylum-seeking process. Refugees are supposed to demonstrate fear. My relief -- my elation -- that I was no longer in the USA was hard to hide. |
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During - Improving Physical HealthIn late 1992, at the camp in Rijsbergen, the Netherlands, I found myself getting stronger every day. My immune system seemed to improve. I was able to walk more than two kilometers. Twice a week, I worked out in the camp's gym. |
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After - Weakness and DespairIn October, 1993, in order to coerce me into returning to the USA, Belgian authorities threw me into prison for three weeks without formal arrest, appearance before a judge, or contact with any lawyer or human rights advocate. A couple of days after my "voluntary" repatriation, I tried to kill myself. Here is what I looked like a few weeks later. Though I had gained some weight in the hospital and had a decent haircut, one can see in my face what happens when two continents gang up on one asylum-seeker. |
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