on the tiny island, Devil's Mouth with my beloved friend

Timothy, and our one comfort, Stew Cat. Its been 50 years

to be exact and in all 61 years of my life, nothing has impacted me more

As I sit hear in the comfort of my beautiful home,

relaxing in my easy chair feeling the warmth of the glowing

fire I am remembering. Happy yet sad, but I'll talk about that later.

It's not every day that I afford myself the luxury of really pondering

the time spent with timothy years ago, but since my wife Jule

is visiting our son, Timothy, his wife and our firts grandbaby (another Timothy!

we call him Tim) I can sit back and reflect upon those days that impacted my life so greatly.

I was a pretty spoiled kid, I realiz now. Loosing my sight and haveing to depend on Timothy

was probaly the best thing that ever happ

have had that compassion for others ever since.

grown to be a man, have always been small copared to that hurrican at eleven years of age. Losing

Old Timothy of Charlotte Amalie, and being alone on a forgotten cay were about as much as I could

different race and culture. I found my-self loving the big comforting man because he cared so much

do anything. We can do ANYTHING if we have to. The "huricans" I've experienced in my life as I've

caught us off guard even though we had prepared so carefully. I belive I have been "old beyond

Now, back to the fire of yesteryear. Timothy had taught me to build a fire and the on I

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