Gina and Jinet, fourth year medical students whose mother took in Tillie for me.
Puppies I had to leave behind.
A typical village road in the area of Puerto Plata province, where each day we set up a clinic for the villagers.
An unusual venue for a "pop-up" clinic, the only one that wasn't a church or school – this one was a "discoteca."
Setting off for work on one of many rainy mornings. We had the option to go in trucks or walk if our destination was a nearby village. We waved to villagers and talked to them, before we arrived wet, muddy, and happy.
The church-turned-clinic where a three-pound puppy stole my heart.