Retired Miami Beach Lifeguard Has the Goods, Now He Needs a Ride to Haiti
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"Let's see what's behind door number one!" the ponytailed 70-year-old hollers. Inside, it looks like the Grateful Dead decided to run a hospital. There are 20 sets of crutches piled up, four wheelchairs, an x-ray machine, and enough bottled water to hydrate a small village. Plus a bunch of teddy bears and spiritual art.
Goodnow, who patrolled Miami Beach in 1959, put his life on hold when the quake hit Haiti. He bought a cheap ambulance, packed up his things, and drove from Texas to Miami thinking he could do some good. He got donations from friends he made along the way: boisterous firemen, a wealthy dentist, a good-natured mechanic. His supplies range from portable toilets to oxygen tanks.
Now in Miami, there's only one problem: No agency will accept the aid. He has tried the Red Cross, Doctors Without Borders, and Partners in Health. "It's a big boondoggle," he says. "This machine could save lives."
As donations to Haiti taper off -- and heavy spring rains swamp homeless camps on the island -- Goodnow plans to hitch a ride on a cargo ship based in Riviera Beach. It will cost him $2,070, and he's fundraising to pay the fare.
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Standing a few blocks from Biscayne Bay, Goodnow stares at the water as if it just called his name. "I'm talking about the first in a fleet of ships," he says. "I won't let this stop me."
































