When we first went to Jamaica, I picked Alfred based on the comments here. Over the years, we always called Alfred and never looked back. Our son, who is 12 and has not yet been to Jamaica, always has said that is what he wants the most, to go to Jamaica and meet Alfred. Not the beach, not the food, not the sunshine...just Alfred. He has listened to our stories about Alfred since he was 4. My husband and I knew we had to tell him, as we were both upset by his senseless death, and we are taking him to Negril next year. So during dinner, hubby gently tells him that Alfred has passed. My son INSTANTLY burst into tears! He cried for some time and said, now he never wants to go if he can't meet Alfred. "Remember he bought me a Jamaica shirt when I was little, Mom?" Yes, son, that was the kind of man he was. I am certain he will love Negril and all that Jamaica is, but I just wanted to share how Alfred touched the lives of those he hadn't even met yet.