Born in March 17-1953 in Port-au-Prince Haiti, I am the sixth child of
the couple Roger Brutus and Carmen Lucas, both native of the Town
Croix-Des-Bouquets located a few miles from the capital.
We were together nine brothers and sisters (3 woman and 6 man). My oldest brother past away 9 years ago and now, we are eight. My mother eighty-five years old, lives part time in Montreal Canada, and part time in Haiti. My Father deceased five years ago.
I attended elementary school at "Abraham Lincoln School" in Port-au-Prince from 1958 to 1967. During that period of time, I suffered of intense headache that held me from going to school for two years. I graduated from that Elementary School in 1967 and got my first certificate.
I entered "College Les Humanites" in summer 1967 to attend secondary school or High School. In Haiti, High School and the two years college are integrated under one name: Secondary School with the difference that in the last two years we made the baccalaureat 1 and 2 that are the equivalent of a two years college. This period of time finished in 1974 when I received the second bachelor certificate.
Because of uncountable reasons that involve politics, my family helped me go to Argentina to enter the medical school. The political situation in that country, added to frequent terrorist attacks made me fear for my life. I felt I could not endure that atmosphere of violence, I returned home. That happened in the first three months of 1975.
Upon returning home, under a state of confusion, I went to the Haitian
Humanistic Sciences School as a no registered for a few months. Most
Of my time, I passed it writing poetry. Unfortunately, I lost it all when I left Haiti for the second time.
In 1977, I entered the medical school: Universidad Autonoma de Guadalajara, in Mexico. After four hard and long years I graduated "Medico Cirujano"(Medical doctor and surgeon). In February 1983 I passed my professional exams. I made one year of internship and one year of social services to complete the six years required time set by the University.
July 30-1983, in Saint Augustin church in Guadalajara Mexico, I married Leticia Martinez Guevara, a native of the place. Four days later, my wife and I, traveled to Montreal where I planed to attain my goal of becoming a specialist in Obstetrics and Gynecology.
Despite the little English I knew, I took the medical equivalency exam for foreign medical graduates. Fortunately, I passed it. That opened my horizons to some possibilities to attain my goal.
At that point, I started knocking against a wall of incomprehension in my family. For them my dream did not count. I had to abandon my wife and go to Haiti. My opposition to their will brought us to such a conflictive situation that I had to return to Mexico with my family.
My baby girl Leticia Valenska was five months old when we left Montreal. In 1985, I traveled to New York in search for a new opportunity. But uncountable stones on the way made it impossible.
Once again I went back with my destroyed soul where my baby was almost two years. My financial situation was on the ground. My only possible way out was to put a private clinic. Consequently I did.
In the town Los Reyes in the neighbor state to Guadalajara,
(Michoacan), I settled my first base. But I could not forget the dream of becoming a specialist. Life was good and I made money. However that place didn`t offer me a space to grow, a future for my family. Two years later, in 1977, I presented the Foreign Mexican Medical Exam for residency. Between the average 80 to 120/1500 that have passed, I was a lucky one.
I entered the residency program in March 1988 in the General Hospital Of Mexico, in Mexico City. The program was, sponsored by the National Autonomous University of Mexico. In October 14- 1988 was born my second daughter Rievka Arlette. That was the most pleasant time in my life when I was trying to forget old misadventures.
My wife was finishing college at Villanueva Montano in the same city, to later enter Dentistry School in one of the Universities in Guadalajara. She worked hard for that dream, but destiny did not allow her to change it in reality.
She became pregnant by February 1990. Beginning of June she miscarried the baby. I took her to the hospital for curettage. Because of improper anesthesia management she passed away on June 5, at
5 in the morning.
Despite the heavy load I was carrying, the pain that was ruining me, I finished the specialty in March 1991 and returned to Guadalajara where my two children got refuge with their grand Mother.
From May 1991 to April 1993 approximately I worked as supplant Ob/gyn in Valentin Gomez Farias Hospital in Guadalajara .
From April to September 1993 I went back to Los Reyes where I reopened my clinic.
From 1994 to 1997, I lived in California where I submitted many applications to many hospitals without any good answer. At the same time, I kept up my medical practice in my private clinic at the border.
From 1998 to 2003, because of survival inconvenience, hard work in
Different field and irregular practice at the border, I moved to Miami where I renewed with my poetry, and try to open a clinic in Haiti.
I like poetry, Football soccer, Tennis, reading, politics, life etc. I believe the only moment to give up is when the land is covering my body.