When I close my eyes I can still see and hear Uncle James endless chatter about life, his experience with others, what happened and what will happen. You actually never knew what he was going to say, but he always had something to say, drunk or sober he was never lost for words, or a…
Category: Chapter 2 Half Way Tree
All Aboard
Some time ago, I was sat having a chat with Dad about his life before I was born. He spoke about a moment in time when most of us weren’t even a twinkle in his eye. It would be a story recounting and an unforgettable event that would change his life and shape the lives…
Daniel Ban
I would like to revisit my brief yet unforgettable encounter with Daniel Ban. It was in my early teens when my Dad first started telling me stories about this man of mystery with a menacing persona who would be often seen walking by the roadside in St. Kitts, by day and night. He walked, he…
Memories don’t leave like people do
My Brother was a Carpenter by trade and made pieces of furniture that Mum and Dad cherished. So much so, that when I was in my late twenties, Dad and I drove to my Grandmother’s house (Aunt-Ede) to pick up a beautiful custom built stained wood and glass cabinet that would be kept as a family…