The Banana Man

A couple years ago while standing in line at a store in Grand Cayman a local character was jawing in the cashier’s ear and boring her with one complaint after another. He was speaking in Jamaican Patois so I couldn’t exactly understand everything he was saying. But from what I could understand, he left almost […]

The Haircut

When I lived in the Caribbean, there was a woman named Ursula who cut my hair in Saint Martin. She was a petite, attractive woman who came from a small, cozy village on the outskirts of Paris. Her personality was warm, kind and tender and she spoke only a few words of English. Being that […]

Perspective

Have you ever noticed athletes who point upward in a gesture to thank God, the Universe, or whatever higher power they believe in when they make a great play, but then they swear like drunken sailors when they drop a ball or miss the easy shot? I started pondering this double standard phenomenon a while […]

We All Need To Fish More

  We All Need To Fish More When I lived in Cayman I used to watch the gentleman in this photo walk out on the rocks and drop his line in the water nearly every day. He was possibly the worst fisherman in history and I never saw him catch a single fish. As a […]

I Am Samurai! Ay!

A lot of things changed in our part of the world while I was living in the islands for the better part of a decade. To be honest, I’m having a bit of a problem adjusting to life back in America. I was not all that trendy in the first place, so I didn’t put […]