My mother was a very enterprising woman.
In her lifetime, she ran several businesses, including building construction, property rental, a tourist shop where she sold dolls and wood carvings, and a couple of grocery stores.
When it came time to buy supplies for the grocery stores, she would go to the huge "Iron Market" in downtown Port-Au-Prince and buy sacks of rice, sugar, flour, beans, plantains, and other commodities.
She would then hire these brouettiers to ferry the goods to her store, where my brothers and I would transfer them into retail bags.
The brouettiers would slalom up hills and use hand brakes to slow going downhill.
It is still very dangerous work today.
It isn't uncommon for them to run into walls or oncoming traffic.
His physique was actually inspired by another man who was an avid weightlifter.
He worked at my aunt's restaurant in downtown Port-Au-Prince.
