Jeff Mason is a White House Correspondent for Reuters and the 2016-2017 president of the White House Correspondents’ Association. He was the lead Reuters correspondent for President Barack Obama's 2012 campaign and interviewed the president at the White House in 2015. Jeff has been based in Washington since 2008, when he covered the historic race between Obama, Hillary Clinton and John McCain. Jeff started his career in Frankfurt, Germany, where he covered the airline industry before moving to Brussels, Belgium, where he covered the European Union. He is a Colorado native, proud graduate of Northwestern University and former Fulbright scholar.
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CARAPONGO, Peru On the outskirts of Lima, hundreds of householders salvage scant belongings in what is left of their homes after the Rimac River burst its banks in recent weeks amid Peru's worst flooding disaster in decades.
Life in Gosen City on the outskirts of Lima is hard, but the people of this shantytown have scraped, labored and helped each other to improve their lives.
I could sense the pureness of the water as I hiked on snow and ice up the glacier. There is harmony in the icicles and the small mounds of ice that form.
I saw graffiti-covered walls, billiard tables, television sets, drugs and prisoners on the ground smoking marijuana. “Walk, walk, don’t take photos,” I was instructed.
The story began to gain momentum when it was discovered the Peruvian miners were still alive. Then with the hope came the story, curiosity, national interest and comparison.
Victoria left her home 30 years ago to escape the Shining Path guerrilla movement.I accompanied her on her hunting trips for recyclable garbage. The best thing she ever found were 50 dollars in the garbage.
Nearly 300 Haitians are stuck in Inapari, a tiny Peruvian village on the border with Brazil. They’ve bet everything on this chance, selling or just abandoning all their belongings back home and can’t reach their destination, nor can they return.
On Monday, after several attempts, Lori Berenson finally managed to leave Peru for her native New York. A total of fifteen years had gone by since the first photo I took of her. Peru had changed enormously since then.
I arrived, greeted her, and was practically ignored by her. I took a few pictures, but it wasn’t a situation just to jump into and shoot away. I approached her and chatted. She was indifferent to the camera. Her movements were quick as she spun around. I didn’t want to invade her space, so I mostly observed and conversed. She hardly spoke to me, or to anyone.