And 5 years ago I wrote about what it was like to survive Gilbert. Here is the link to the story that is in the Flashback section of the Negril Message Board:
https://negril.com/forum/showthread....-Gilbert-Story
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And 5 years ago I wrote about what it was like to survive Gilbert. Here is the link to the story that is in the Flashback section of the Negril Message Board:
https://negril.com/forum/showthread....-Gilbert-Story
Hard to believe it's been that long. Back then I was just about ready to buy tickets when Gilbert came to my attention. So I waited and the rest is history. A year later we made that trip and went looking for our friends. The story I'll never forget came from Sister Love (Adassa), who had a shop
in the Rasta Village by the bridge. She said she and her daughter had wrapped themselves into a mattress cinched tightly with a rope around her center pole and held on for dear life. When I first met her on the bridge in 1983, her hair was black. When I saw her again a year after the storm her hair was snow white. But they survived.
In a tragic postscript some years later, a car backed over her in the bank parking lot, killing her. I guess you never know when it's your time.
On a happier note (1983) I had my first Jamaican home cooking at Sister Love's, prepared by a lady named Dorothy P. You can probably guess...
brown stewed chicken, rice and peas, callaloo and roasted breadfruit. So began a 40-year (and counting) love affair with Negril.
Rob,
What an adventure!!!
Great story!!
Wow. That time has flew by! Great story! :eagerness:
Absolutely love your description of the events Rob. Read that shortly after I thankfully stumbled across this wonderful site. Completely captivated by it.
Thanks, Rob!
I read it 5 years ago but saved it this time.
Nice story.