A year or 2 dated but one of the hhoks to me was the cold beer. Do not know how he was holding the exact temp but when he would open the beer there would be ice chrystals in the neck, not frozen spewing beer, just ice chrystaled teeth snapping cold beer.
I have won many awards in a lifetime of competition and service. But the highest was offered without plaque or fanfare on a hilltop in post Ivan Jamaica. A true Rasta and a dear friend observed "Chet you are like a father of men, you see need and fulfill that need without being asked". Let us be travelers and not tourist.
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