Deep Reads: Cracks in the dream

0:00Hey, I'm Cole Bierkowitz. This is Post Reports Weekend. It's Saturday, August 2nd. You're going to hear today a story about a Haitian family in Springfield, Ohio. It's from my colleague Danielle Paquette, a national correspondent for The Post. Danielle will be narrating the story, and you'll hear some actual audio of people Danielle spoke with, where that's possible, instead of hearing Danielle reading their quotes. This reporting is part of a Washington Post series called Deep Reads. The idea is to showcase our narrative journalism. We start now with Danielle, who describes how she came to this story.

0:35I'd been visiting Springfield since last September, right after that debate, right after that scorching national spotlight landed on this pretty small Ohio city. And I noticed over time that people were really scared to speak or share anything about their lives. I was totally stunned when I met this pastor and his family. I was there to talk to them about the immigration situation. You know, they were there under temporary protected status. They'd always assumed they had decades left. That status has been in place for 15 years now, since the 2010 earthquake in Haiti. So they had no reason to believe, they told me, that they could be just ousted at any minute.

1:24And even as the rhetoric got really fiery toward the end of the election, and Trump and Republicans and their own neighbors were calling for mass deportations. They thought, this family thought to themselves, well, I'm here legally, don't have a criminal record. I'm a pastor at a church I opened. My wife works at an auto factory in a city with a labor shortage. We're pretty safe. So they decide to spend all of their money on this house that begins to showcase these really disturbing cracks the same month as that presidential debate in which Donald Trump starts repeating that Haitians in their city, Springfield, Ohio, are eating the dogs or eating the cats.

2:09And that struck me as just so overwhelming. How do you navigate that? So that drew me to them. You know, how are they going to make this happen? I didn't want to just write it all in one weekend. I stuck with them from November until May, watching that whole arc unfold.

2:29It's really about, is my house about to collapse? While outside, the world feels eerily similar. Is my existence in America about to collapse? Okay, here's the story of the Vital family in Springfield, Ohio.

2:50She hadn't seen cracks like that since the earthquake. Now they snaked up her buttercream dining room walls and etched tiny ravines in the ceiling. Crazy, Fernand Fattel said to her husband as they eyed the damage. They're driving me crazy.

3:09Clearly they'd spread. Like the scars on all those buildings back home, she told a construction worker friend, who, as a fellow Haitian, understood. He'd also survived the 7.0 megatremors that once leveled much of their island nation. Fernand had figured calamity wouldn't trail them to America, land of the free, home of the Kardashian opulence on her teenage daughter's TikTok feed. Not that glitz had ever been the goal. Her family of five sought the basics in southwestern Ohio. Assembly line work, Sunday service, a banged-up Honda minivan, a jar of faux carnations, safety. Their only indulgence had been the house on Chestnut Avenue.

3:50Slate gray with a wraparound porch, the century-old folk Victorian hit the market in the final leg of the 2024 presidential campaign. Hurry, this will go fast. Back then, the Vitals paid scarce attention to politicians who, in their view, flipped and flopped. A, quote, beautiful restored four-bedroom home, as the Zillow listing gushed, dangled a future they could touch in their Rust Belt city they'd grown to love. They'd glossed over the last line, sold as is. The couple had settled in Springfield during President Donald Trump's first term and saved money through the Biden administration. Business leaders in their reliably red county praised immigrants for reviving the local economy.

4:39Americans struggled to pass a drug test, one factory boss told a TV news crew, not Haitians. Fernand made$21 an hour at a Japanese automotive plant, watching robots forging car parts, while her husband, Roche, led a strip mall church. Even as the GOP and some of their neighbors called for mass deportations, the Vitals were sure no one meant them. Immigrants here legally. So last July, they made a down payment of$8 ,000, their entire nest egg. In August, they moved in, installed lace curtains, and hung a family portrait in the dining room. One month later came the cracks. A lot of towns don't want to talk.

5:22It's not going to be Aurora or Springfield. Around the same time, Trump falsely claimed that Haitians here were eating pets. They're eating the dogs, the people that came in. And pledged to take action in Springfield specifically. We're going to have the largest deportation in the history of our country, and we're going to start with Springfield and Aurora. Bomb threats closed schools. Neo-Nazis marched through town, blasting the immigrants as invaders. The Vitals huddled in front of the television, watching the spectacle unfold. Many Haitians they knew went into lockdown, trekking out solely for necessities.

6:01In WhatsApp groups, some friends wrote that strangers had screamed at them on the street, go home. Others shared plans to leave. Fernand pressed her family to stay inside, and they mostly did, which meant more time staring at the walls. Soon, her 17-year-old daughter, Sarah, pointed to her bedroom ceiling. More cracks. Everything is breaking, Fernand said. Their house, their sense of security, the life they'd charted over plates of stewed chicken and rice. What to do next? She was as unsure as her husband. Pitying their bad luck, their construction worker friend offered his labor for free, warning that inaction could spell mold or worse.

6:47The Vitals just needed to fund the drywall, stain-blocking sealer, and other supplies from Home Depot. $7 ,000, he estimated. That didn't include the cost of a structural engineer, who would be able to tell if anything was at risk of collapse. At this moment, there was only Fernand's husband running a finger along a wiggly line that had just emerged in the corner. Above it, other fissures had widened and fresh ridges bulged in the ceiling. Voila, Roche said flatly. Sarah, sprawled on the couch, didn't look up from her phone. Crazy, Fernand repeated. Their dilemma was global. Their dilemma was domestic.

7:31Their family was being tested by the devil, Fernand thought. She and her husband could agree on one thing. It was past time to start repairs. But what could be fixed in a world that seemed to be falling apart? It was hard to justify doubling down on an investment in a country that didn't seem to want them. Even harder to give up on what their piece of America had represented. Our legacy, Fernand declared after signing the closing documents. She imagined growing old on Chestnut Avenue and building some real estate wealth for the kids to inherit, hoping the next generation wouldn't need to sweat over an assembly line.

8:09That dream had fractured into precarious options. Returning to Haiti was too risky. The gangs that controlled most of the capital roamed their old neighborhood with assault rifles. Canada would be safer, yet they'd have to save every dollar to relocate to a third country, which meant selling the house. And Fernand doubted anyone would match the$175 ,000 they had paid for this mess. The couple could sink permanently into the red. They'd only put 5 % down on a 30-year mortgage. She said vaguely, I want to leave. Her husband pushed back. Buying the house, in his view, had been an act of faith. If we got it, he said, then it was meant to be.

8:54They could mend the worst problems, gradually, Roche believed, and cross their fingers that a structural engineer would uncover no urgent defects. Their legal status faced more scrutiny than ever, though. No renovation could shelter the deported.

9:19Three decades of marriage, three kids, one move across the Western Hemisphere, swapping Port-au-Prince's misty hills and ocean views for the colder, flatter, decidedly more beige land of Springfield. Two career transformations, two wobbly attempts to learn English. Still, the couple liked to joke they hadn't changed much. Fernand, 54 years old, was the steely one. A pragmatist, watchful and proud, she'd rather keep to herself. If she hurt your feelings, oh well. Rocher, a few months younger, remained the dreamer. An optimist, extroverted since boyhood, he'd started a Christian church in Haiti and founded another one here at the Southern Village Shopping Center.

10:06He couldn't not answer his phone. Hello? How are you? How are you? What an odd pairing, Fernand recalls thinking when Roche first asked her out. Skinny and shorter, he hardly seemed husband material. She prayed about it, and the answer arrived in a dream. As she tried to hide behind mountains, around each bend waited Roche. They married in 1995. Next came Mardochet, now 24, Sarah, 17, and Rocheline, 9. Fernand excelled as a math teacher and then an assistant principal, while Rochet tended to his congregation. They might have stayed in Haiti forever if the gangs hadn't taken over, and a gunman hadn't threatened to kill Rochet if he didn't hand over the church's cash.

10:55Attackers targeted those in charge of anything, including pastors, one of whom got kidnapped during a live-streamed service. Violence was surging anew in 2019 when the Vitals began hearing in WhatsApp chats about an Ohio city with a labor shortage. Jobs aplenty here, a friend had reported. Some plants had even hired interpreters fluent in Haitian Creole. And Haitians still qualified for the U.S. government's temporary protected status granted after the 2010 earthquake and rise of organized crime. Fernand and Roche saw their chance, joining what officials later estimated to be 15 ,000 immigrants in this pocket of the Midwest.

11:35Springfield, population of 59 ,000, wasn't equipped for so many newcomers crowding grocery stores, health clinics, classrooms, and the DMV. Lines grew longer, residents complained, and the language barrier didn't help. Then a Haitian driver with an invalid license struck a school bus, killing an 11-year-old boy. And the accident grabbed the attention of far-right pundits, who soon amplified a Facebook rumor that these foreigners were trapping and cooking their neighbors' cats and dogs. And eating them, literally cooking them in their front yards. One day after Trump's inauguration, Fernand wondered if they could undo the house sale.

12:19She said, you want to leave something for the kids, but not like this. Roche replied, We are not making any emotional decisions.

12:44His phone was ringing again, this time with welcome news. Sarah was off to perform with her high school dance team. Could she stay out afterward with her friends? Even for a soul and teen, Sarah had seemed glum lately. The political chaos had rattled her, Rocher knew, long after he determined it was safe again to have a little fun. See you at the show, he promised. From his office-marked pastor, he could hear the choir rehearsing for Sunday service. The church hosted Bible study and English classes and birthday parties, as evidenced by the cluster of deflating gold balloons outside his door. But its three-hour worship every weekend was the social event for many of the congregants, since few ever hit the Main Street bars, and most preferred to cook dinner at home.

13:33The voices sang in a lilting creole, By this May afternoon, 104 days into Trump's second term, tensions in the city had cooled to a surprising quiet. The, quote, largest deportation had not started here. Not even close. Roche had heard of only four people getting detained for reasons unclear, and nobody had flagged an immigration raid. The president hadn't mentioned Springfield for two months. Not since asserting to Congress that Entire towns like Aurora, Colorado, and Springfield, Ohio, buckled under the weight of the migrant occupation and corruption. At home, Roche and Fernand were more concerned about money.

14:22Grocery prices were up. Federal budget cuts had zapped housing aid and food banks that once supported his poorer congregants. Roche wanted to help. Fernand said to that, we're in the same boat. The pastor didn't draw a church salary. Their adult son was usually stocking shelves. A grocery store clerk. He was saving up for community college. Their giggly fourth grader was preoccupied with the Moana soundtrack. Sarah felt stuck, at least until next year, when she planned to join the Army after graduating. Her mother worked days. Her father had just picked up graveyard shifts at a Honda plant, clocking out at 4.30 a.m., sleeping on the couch for a couple hours to avoid waking Fernand, and then driving Sarah and Rocheline to school in case bullies lurked on the bus.

15:10On some of those rides, Roche's phone rang. and Sarah understood he'd soon be off to help some unfortunate caller. She wished he wasn't a pastor. Too much pressure, she said. Her mom's stress revealed itself in headaches, so Sarah had stopped complaining about the cracks in the ceiling. Instead, she ordered light projectors on Timu that made her bedroom glow like the inside of a lava lamp. Roche hoped he could keep allowing such splurges, but no one knew how much longer Haitians would stay employment eligible. Work permits for some had already expired. And several friends had lost their jobs at factories and warehouses.

15:53Roche dreaded August, when the legal status shielding his family and thousands more in town was set to lapse. The Trump administration had moved up the renew or revoke deadline previously scheduled for February 2026. For no reason, Roche scoffed, though a federal court decision blocking that would tee up more legal battles. Amid the uncertainty, he asked God to protect them. God had molded him, a once scrawny boy, into a leader whose followers framed a poster-sized portrait of him captioned, We appreciate everything you do. God ensured that the collection basket's weekly haul covered the rent for their sanctuary, a former library branch with leftover upholstered chairs and faded, geometric-patterned carpet.

16:41God had brought legal help, too. Yet the immigration attorneys driving in from Dayton and Columbus and wherever else were no match for the demand. Free legal clinics filled quickly. So did their wait lists. Roche felt responsible for those gathered within the church's mint green walls. His flock. He taped up signs that said, Know your rights, printed guides on obtaining a green card, and set out bowls of Skittles for those he prayed would stick around. I don't cry, he said, leaning back in his office swivel chair. I say, what can we do? Three months earlier, roughly 300 heads bowed here. These days, the crowd had dropped off.

17:22Some had moved to places less name-checked by the president. Others called Roche from home, still afraid to step out. He listened and offered Bible verses. A favorite hung behind his desk, Psalm 5110, Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. Renewing his own steadfast spirit had worked before, he told people, like the time in 2020 when his children were stuck with their aunt in Haiti, awaiting documents to enter the United States. Roche and Fernand had traveled ahead to find work, but the separation dragged on for three painful years, far longer than they'd anticipated.

18:04One day, Rocher realized they needed an act of faith. So he and Fernand moved into a bigger Springfield rental and furnished a space for each of their kids, hanging up clothes as though they were already there. Sleep well, he bid their empty beds. Less than a month into this ritual, the children's papers were approved, and the Vitals were reunited. The forced sale sign on Chestnut Avenue also had beckoned like an omen. The couple rushed through a tour of the home, its occupants watching as they went room to room. No one else spoke Creole. The entire process was alien. Buyers were supposed to hire inspectors.

18:43In Haiti, they'd built a brick house that outlasted the monster earthquake. In America, their new purchase would deteriorate before their eyes. Unimaginable was how Fernand described it. Rocher had ached to spend the whole day here at his desk, browsing the latest immigration news on his laptop and picking scripture for the next service. That was before the afternoon call about a woman in hospice who was out of groceries.

19:16He'd driven his beat-up van to the store and bought bread, peanut butter, and bananas, which cost about an hour's labor on the Honda floor. He delivered it all personally, snapping a photo of the goods like an Uber Eats driver to comfort the woman's family. He switched off the office light and said, There is always a call.

19:43At the service that Sunday, Roche's gray three-piece suit exuded no whiff of sleeping on the couch. His voice boomed through a microphone. Loudspeakers throttled eardrums. Shoppers outside could hear him at the Dollar General. God clean us, he cried from the makeshift stage. Purify us. Fernand stood in the front row, hands clasped, projecting a united front. Madame Pasteur, Mrs. Pastor. For months, she'd been increasingly hesitant to allow visitors into the house on Chestnut Avenue. Here, she could focus on church duties, like pouring red wine into little plastic cups for communion. There would be no complaining in public.

20:29She was a role model, with four years left on her work permit. By her count, more than half of her co-workers at the auto plant were Haitian. Companies needed them, Fernand told herself. This mantra helped her stand up straight and smile, even as she now doubted that the economic argument for Haitians in Springfield would matter to decision-makers in Washington.

20:55The other worshippers nodded, clapped, shouted, Thank you, God! A woman in a red dress and a matching pillbox hat crumpled against a pillar, trilling in tongues. Roche's flock, while lively as ever, had shrunk again, down to about 150 this morning, it appeared. He avoided politics in his freestyle sermons, but invited lawyers at every opportunity to the Mission Church of God of Truth, or Mission Église de Dieu de la Vérité in French, Haiti's other language. Several had visited since January to guide folks through what had become this congregation's legal Hail Mary. If the Trump administration acts as temporary protected status for Haitians, and courts fail to thwart that move, those with clean records and asylum applications pending can't be deported, the lawyers argued.

21:47At least, technically, they can't. Yes, the Haitians had read their reports about other immigrants with their right papers getting booted. Many would still pay steep attorney fees for the chance to stay. One woman named Natalie, hospitalized with COVID during the pandemic, was chipping away at a$60 ,000 medical bill. She had managed to work out a payment plan, and, she said, she'd choose that burden over dodging bullets in Haiti. She closed her eyes and lifted her hands as her pastor preached. Guide us, he roared. Roche had been trying to conjure another breakthrough for his family. Green cards, the State Department's lottery, or loopholes for religious workers.

22:29In the meantime, each had an asylum application pending. With legal permanent residency, he felt everything else would fall into place. They just had to keep doing the right things. Acts of faith. Fernand was less confident. A judge might not rule on their cases for years. but hers was a Christian household, meaning her husband was the head of it. Roche would interpret God's plan for them. The Vitals would not leave Springfield, at least not for now. They didn't have the financial footing to move anyway. Packing up would require transcending the cycle of paycheck to paycheck. The same went for buying drywall from Home Depot.

23:11Construction is postponed, was how Roche put it. Not an ideal situation was Fernand's diplomatic reaction. Their dilemma no longer existed. He'd made the big decision through a series of little decisions, like buying someone a bag of groceries instead of banking those dollars. All the while, Roche continued to evangelize about the American dream.

23:36As church wrapped up, he invited a special guest to stand up and speak. A fellow Haitian with glossy business cards, the woman introduced herself as a consultant who'd driven in from Dayton. She could help anyone find the right lawyer, she explained, or fix their credit score. I can help you buy a house, she said. Fernand just listened. Two days earlier, she and Roche had made another$1 ,400 mortgage payment. There was no cash left to save.

24:15This story was written and read by me, Danielle Paquette. Obed Lamy interpreted interviews from Haitian Creole while reporting in Springfield. Aaron Schaefer contributed research to this report, and Bishop Sand produced the audio for this piece.

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