Everything we run is member-led and volunteer-powered. Pick the one that fits your week — or start the one that should exist and doesn't.
The calendar is the culture. Miss the calendar and a generation loses the plot.
Nine Mornings is ours alone — no other country on earth wakes up in the dark for nine days in December to dance in the street. Vincy Mas has its own sound. Independence has its own weight. We run every one of them here, at DMV scale, so that a child born in Bowie knows what a steel pan sounds like at five in the morning.
Every young Vincentian in this region should know at least three adults who made it here first.
Our young people are doing something none of their parents did: growing up American and Vincentian at the same time, with no map. We give them the map. Mentors matched by field, a scholarship fund that grows every gala, and a summer programme where the point is not the activity — it is the room.
Vincy people already do business with Vincy people. We just built the room.
There are Vincentian-owned contractors, caterers, hairdressers, accountants, nurses and haulage firms across three jurisdictions, and most of them have never met. The directory fixes that. The quarterly mixer fixes it faster. Business members get listed, introduced and put in front of the people who need them.
When La Soufrière went up in 2021, the diaspora moved before the aid did.
Barrels go home twice a year. When there is a hurricane, an eruption or a family in trouble, we do not hold a meeting about it — we move. Closer to home, we run a welcome list for new arrivals: a bed, a lift from the airport, a name at a church, and someone who can explain what a W-4 is.
Cricket, football, dominoes, and blood pressure. All four matter.
Caribbean men do not go to the doctor. Caribbean women go for everyone else and not themselves. Sport is how we get people in the same field, and the health day is what we do once they are there — free screening, real numbers, no lecture.
Joseph Chatoyer died on 14 March 1795 fighting the British. He is our only National Hero. Most people here have never heard the name.
Before it was St. Vincent it was Hairouna — land of the blessed. The Kalinago were there, the Garifuna were made there, and both were deported, scattered and written out of the schoolbooks. This programme puts the record back: talks, archive work, and a standing link with Garifuna communities across the Americas.
Every programme on this page began as one member saying "somebody should…" in a group chat. Bring us the seventh.
