Jean Donovan, the youngest of the four U.S. church women martyred in El Salvador on December 2, 1980, was born on April 10, 1953.
She was the younger of two children and raised in an upper middle class family in Westport, Connecticut. Her father, Raymond, was an executive engineer, and later chief of design, at the nearby Sikorsky Aircraft Division of the United Technologies, a large defense contractor for the U.S. and manufacturer of helicopters used in the Vietnam War. Jean was very close to her brother, Michael, and was deeply affected when he was struck with Hodgkin’s disease, from which he made a complete recovery. The experience of the disease and his courageous battle to conquer it left a strong impression on Jean and, as she said later, gave her a deeper sense of the preciousness of life.
Jean’s journey to mission
Jean received a master’s degree in business administration from Case Western Reserve University in Cleveland, then took a job as management consultant for an accounting firm in Cleveland. She was on her way to a successful business career. Not the shy or withdrawn type, Jean was described by friends as outgoing, a “driver,” a “joker,” who often did outrageous things to get attention. Her mother, Patricia, described her as “a gutsy, loving, caring person.” She loved riding her motorcycle and was once known for pouring scotch, her drink of choice, over her cereal in the morning.
Her spirit and generosity drew loyal friends, who later were left to grapple with the choices Jean made. But Jean was not content and began a search for some deeper meaning in life. While volunteering in the Cleveland Diocese’s Youth Ministry, she heard about the diocesan mission project in El Salvador. It was what she was looking for. Jean attributed her decision to “a gut feeling,” and said, “I want to get closer to Him, and that’s the only way I think I can.”
The director of the mission program, Maryknoll Sister Mary Anne O’Donnell, described Jean as intelligent, loving and apostolic and believed that, despite (or rather, because of) her fun-loving, hard-living ways, she had the signs of being a good missioner. Jean had also been much affected by time she had spent in Ireland as an exchange student, where a priest who befriended her, Father Michael Crowley, a former missionary in Peru, introduced her to a different world, the world of those living at the margins and a life of faith committed to a more radical following of the example of Jesus of Nazareth. Jean was haunted by what she experienced there, and this brought her to question the values of her own life.
Her preparation included participating in the orientation program of the Maryknoll lay missioner Class of the Spring of 1979 at Maryknoll, New York.
In El Salvador
Jean Donovan arrived in El Salvador in July 1979, a time when the repression was intensifying and the church had become a major target. She became Caritas coordinator for the diocesan mission program. In addition to keeping the books, she worked in La Libertad with Ursuline Sister Dorothy Kazel, distributing food for displaced and poor persons and carrying out family-education programs.
Her mother, Patricia, said of her work, “Jean took her commitment to the campesinos very seriously. She was strongly motivated by St. Francis of Assisi and by Archbishop Óscar Romero. She translated God’s teachings into clothing the poor, feeding the hungry, and caring for the wounded refugees, mainly children who had lost what little they had.”
As for the people of La Libertad, they loved Jean Donovan and dubbed her, “St. Jean the Playful.”
Jean was very devoted to Archbishop Romero, often coming to the cathedral on Sundays to hear his homilies, which at that time were the only source of news and truth left in El Salvador. After his assassination, Jean and Dorothy were among those who took turns keeping vigil at his coffin. And they were present in the cathedral on March 30, 1980, when the overflow crowd in the plaza attending his funeral was attacked by security forces, resulting in a panicked stampede. The massacre left 44 dead and hundreds of wounded. As Jean sat crowded among the desperate people who fled into the cathedral for safety, she fully believed that she might die that day.
The repression touched her in other very personal ways. Friends were killed by death squads, and she witnessed one such killing first-hand. In the fall of 1980 Jean took a break from this tense reality to attend the wedding of a friend in Ireland. There she was reunited for a time with her fiancé, Dr. Douglas Cable. Many of her friends tried to persuade her to leave El Salvador, but she comforted them with the quip, “They don’t kill blond-haired, blue-eyed North Americans.”
On her way back from the wedding, Jean stopped at Maryknoll, where, a friend later told Donovan’s parents, she spent several hours in the chapel. She confessed her fear that she might be killed.
“When she came out [of the chapel],” her mother recalled, “the sister said that she was an entirely different woman. She was ready to go back. She had made her peace with whatever frightening thoughts she had.” After also visiting Cleveland and her parents in Miami, she returned to El Salvador to pick up the bodies, console the grieving, and lead the poor in prayer. “Life continues with many interruptions,” she wrote. “I don’t know how the poor survive. People in our positions really have to die to ourselves and our wealth to gain the spirituality of the poor and oppressed.”
Jean and Dorothy often used their very visible presence to accompany people in danger, or to get supplies into areas not accessible to others. They became a well-known sight, driving along the countryside in their mission van. As the violence engulfed the country, Jean felt the personal challenge of trying to cope, to understand what was happening. It tested her faith.
“I think that the hardship one endures maybe is God’s way of taking you out into the desert and to prepare you to meet and love him more fully.” And while she had been a loyal patriotic Republican, she also saw the direct connection between the violence in El Salvador and the policies of the U.S.
Ronald Reagan won the presidential election in November 1980 promising a strong stand against “communism.” The Salvadoran government got the message. Patricia remembers that “things grew progressively worse in El Salvador after the United States election…The military believed they were given a blank check, no restrictions. In light of what happened, who’s to say they weren’t? Jean had told us that she feared there would be a bloodbath in El Salvador.”
In November, while riding her motor bike, Donovan noticed a U.S. military helicopter following her. The U.S. ambassador denied that U.S. helicopters were in El Salvador, but much to his chagrin, Donovan knew the name and model because her father had spent his life helping to build them.
Two weeks before she was murdered, with the bloodbath already begun, she wrote to a friend in Connecticut: “Several times I have decided to leave El Salvador. I almost could except for the children, the poor bruised victims of this insanity. Who would care for them? Whose heart would be so staunch as to favor the reasonable thing in a sea of their tears and helplessness? Not mine, dear friend, not mine.”
Jean Donovan’s martyrdom
On December 2, 1980, Jean accompanied Dorothy to the airport in San Salvador, El Salvador, to pick up two Maryknoll Sisters, Ita Ford and Maura Clarke, flying in from Nicaragua. As the four women left the airport, they were taken by soldiers, raped, killed and buried in shallow graves in a rural area about 15 miles away from the airport. Two days later their bodies were discovered. Donovan’s face was completely destroyed. She was 27 years old.
These brutal murders of four missioner women martyrs shocked the world. As Father John Dear said in 2010,“Jean Donovan was a modern-day martyr, losing her life while caring for the poor in the midst of El Salvador’s bloody civil war. Thirty years later, her memory continues to inspire.”
For the family of Jean Donovan, her death was an indescribable blow. When she had first told them she was going to El Salvador, they had to pull out a map to find out where it was. Now they had lost their only daughter in this tiny country that had become a major focus of U.S. foreign policy.
But Jean’s death was not the only blow; following her death they had to deal with what for them became the betrayal by the very government they thought embodied values of justice and political good. As they approached the State Department for information, they were treated coolly, then with hostility. Eventually they were told to stop bothering State Department officials.
In April 1981, at a hearing before the Senate Foreign Relations Committee, all but one Republican Senator left the room when Michael appeared to testify. The final insult came when the Donovans received a bill from the State Department for $3,500 for the return of Jean’s body to the U.S. The scandal of the way the U.S. government treated this case, including Reagan administration officials accusing the women of “running a roadblock,” of engaging in “an exchange of fire,” of being “not just nuns…but political activists,” enraged the Donovans and other families of the women.
As levels of U.S. military aid escalated, Jean’s mother wrote, “Jean deserves, at the very least, that her native land not reward her killers.” The head of the National Guard, whose troops were responsible for the murders, Gen. Eugenio Vides Casanova, went on to become Minister of Defense under the “democratic” government of José Napoleon Duarte (1984-89).
Jean’s time in El Salvador led her to those fundamental challenges of the meaning of life, of faith, in a world torn by injustice and violence against the poorest, the most vulnerable.
It was a personal challenge. “I’m 26 years old. I should be married. I shouldn’t be running around doing all of these things. But then I think, I’ve got so many things I want to do. It’s hard when I see my friends getting married and having babies, that’s something I’ve thought about…am I ever going to have kids? Sometimes I wonder if I’m denying that to myself. I really don’t want to, but that’s maybe what I’m doing. And then I sit there and talk to God and say, why are you doing this to me? Why can’t I just be your little suburban housewife? He hasn’t answered yet.”
Learn more about Jean Donovan’s life:
- Even unto death: The Martyrdom of Jean by John Dear
- Jean Donovan and the Call to Discipleship by John Dear
Documentaries, Films and Plays:
- Roses in December, which also includes footage regarding Archbishop Romero and Sister Dorothy Kazel. at American Friends Service Committee lending library; accessed online December 9, 2006. This documentary won the Interfilm Award at the 1982 International Filmfestival Mannheim-Heidelberg.
- Melissa Gilbert played Jean Donovan in a 1983 television movie, Choices of the Heart, which has been criticized for lacking clarity about the political context of the women’s killings. The movie won the 1984 Humanitas Prize in the 90-minute category. Helen Hunt, Martin Sheen, and Mike Farrell were among the cast members.
- In Salvador, Oliver Stone’s 1986 film about an American reporter trying to cover the overall conflict, Cynthia Gibb portrays the Donovan-based character Cathy Moore and is shown in several scenes interacting with the main character. The film also depicts the rape and murder of the four women.
- Lisa Wagner-Carollo has written and performed a one-woman play about Jean called Points of Arrival.
- Jean Donovan: A Martyr for Social Justice
- Jean Donovan the movie
See also “Maryknoll Lay Missioners celebrates Jean Donovan with a presentation of her guitar”
I studied with Jean in Huehuetenango, Guatemala, some of the summers of 1979 and again in 1980 after Oscar Romero’s murder before she returned to El Salvador to continue her missionary work and then tragically faced her own brutal murder on Dec 2, 1980. Our time together was short, we became friends and her life has had an indelible impact on my life. Jean lived Christ. She brought His love to the poor. Such a woman of conviction and faith. Much peace always sweet and funny Jean.
Thank you, Mark. We are holding her and the other martyrs in special prayer today, on the 41st anniversary of the murder of the four U.S. church women.
LEAVING FLOWERS IN MEMORY OF THE 4 CHURCHWOMEN EL SALVADOR.
IT IS OF CONCERN THAT FEW IN THE US ASIDE FROM YOURSELVES
SEEM TO EVEN CARE ABOUT THE 4 STILL. BUT I HOPE I AM WRONG,
BEING IN AUSTRALIA.
Owen…. I’m happy to say your hopes are not unfounded. There are many of us who remember. We’re their (The four martyrs) sisters, religious & lay, all of us remember and will never forget. Thank you for your kindness.
The Jean Donovan homeless shelter took care of me for three weeks when I had nothing, in St.Cloud, Minnesota. I volunteered there for three years in gratitude. I remember a picture of her smiling face there with the words, Guatemala, where else can you find roses blooming all year round? I’ve lived here in Guatemala for over 25 of the past 33 years now. Her legacy lives on