40 years later

[Candy man]

Mmm. Could be. Not sure. Maybe Ms. Light-a was Ms. Lena. they had a house with 4-6 shacks in the back. Outdoor shower and toilet. There was an A framed house directly across the street. Don't know if he owned it. He had a restaurant. Simple, open air, thatched roof. Local police used to eat there and play checkers. They were delightful people, who let me extend my vacation even after I told them I had no money left to pay them. I think our shacks were 5 bucks a night. Thanks for responding.

[Bossman]

Mmm. Could be. Not sure. Maybe Ms. Light-a was Ms. Lena. they had a house with 4-6 shacks in the back. Outdoor shower and toilet. There was an A framed house directly across the street. Don't know if he owned it. He had a restaurant. Simple, open air, thatched roof. Local police used to eat there and play checkers. They were delightful people, who let me extend my vacation even after I told them I had no money left to pay them. I think our shacks were 5 bucks a night. Thanks for responding.

It does sound like it was Donaldson's Inn. Way back then it may have been called just Miss Lena's.

[captaind]

We must have run into each other at one time or another. I kept boats at Sands when Hans was still alive and later with Elenore after he died.

The big house was "Our Pastime". When they died Nord Weary inherited it. He sold it and started the villa of the same name he has now in another location.

I'm in Negril now but I'd love to swap stories. We were just stopped up in Red Ground with some boardies after a visit to the yard.

The Negril the visitors of today know started right there.

[Piggymon]

We must have run into each other at one time or another. I kept boats at Sands when Hans was still alive and later with Elenore after he died.

The big house was "Our Pastime". When they died Nord Weary inherited it. He sold it and started the villa of the same name he has now in another location.

I'm in Negril now but I'd love to swap stories. We were just stopped up in Red Ground with some boardies after a visit to the yard.

The Negril the visitors of today know started right there.

Hans and Eleanor, I had forgotten their names. It seems like there was a sign in the Sands that notified everyone that Eleanor was the "Brown Butch of the Beach"."

"Our Pastime" That's right! Wow, that was a heck of a place. Pretty much all by itself. Very big and nice, without being ostentatious, gaudy, or out of place.

Thank you, Captain D.


I read in this forum that there was talk of Paul and Linda McCartney visiting Negril. On one of my many walks from one end of Long Island to the other and back, I ran across the McCartney family on the beach. I had heard that they were in town. Wanting to respect their privacy, I gave them a nod and kept on trucking. But Linda called me over and we had a nice little chat. Paul was going to go water skiing and I managed to get myself in the background of the picture. The kids were beautiful. I had a great photo of a sweet little blond girl and one of Linda vamping for a photo, but I have managed to lose or misplace them.





Merry Christmas and a Happy and Prosperous New Year!
Do you know what became of Steve Sharp and Erica and their son?

[Piggymon]

[QUOTE=Piggymon;76897]Hans and Eleanor, I had forgotten their names. It seems like there was a sign in the Sands that notified everyone that Eleanor was the "Brown Butch of the Beach"."

Edit, that was "Brown B*itch of the Beach". I don't know how B*itch became butch. It is either my Someheimer's or spell check fixed it for me and I did not notice. Eleanor was always nice to me and feminine so I did not want to let that Butch thing stand.

I guess now that my word was changed into a group of asterisks, I know how it was changed.

[captaind]

[QUOTE=Piggymon;80710]

Hans and Eleanor, I had forgotten their names. It seems like there was a sign in the Sands that notified everyone that Eleanor was the "Brown Butch of the Beach"."

Edit, that was "Brown B*itch of the Beach". I don't know how B*itch became butch. It is either my Someheimer's or spell check fixed it for me and I did not notice. Eleanor was always nice to me and feminine so I did not want to let that Butch thing stand.

I guess now that my word was changed into a group of asterisks, I know how it was changed.

Here's a video of Eleanor and I trying to do a video commercial

https://vimeo.com/57807813

[Piggymon]

[QUOTE=captaind;80727]

Here's a video of Eleanor and I trying to do a video commercial

https://vimeo.com/57807813

Cool breeze, D! That is the lady I remember. Man it is nice to see her again in a video like that. It really brings back the memories.

Thanks for much!

[HuskerJohn]

Thanks Piggymon! Oh how I wish I would have found Jamaica back in those days! I'm can still enjoy Negril at my age but to be down there in my twenties would have been something else!

And rjonsun.....I read your cave trip again.

Good Stuff!!

[Nick]

I stayed at Mrs. Rubys in 69 and 70. The flight from Miami was $56. round trip and the exchange rate was .80 to $1. US.
The Reef was spectacular back then. I enjoyed seeing the Conch Shell hill in the beach photo. That is something that we don't see much of any more. You are spot on about Mrs. Ruby. She was like a mom to so many of us young travelers.

[Piggymon]

I stayed at Mrs. Rubys in 69 and 70. The flight from Miami was $56. round trip and the exchange rate was .80 to $1. US.
The Reef was spectacular back then. I enjoyed seeing the Conch Shell hill in the beach photo. That is something that we don't see much of any more. You are spot on about Mrs. Ruby. She was like a mom to so many of us young travelers.

Wow, Nick, I am a Johnny Come Lately compared to you. I remember being woke up by Bosco or A'Bosco, an older guy who had a house next door to Tip Top Cottages. Later he moved down toward the Roundabout and had a little bit of ground and grew ganga there. It was really early, with the roosters perched in the trees on Mrs. Ruby's yard crowing. I was in bed with a girl I had met the night before.

When I got out of bed to go visit Bosco, she moaned a little and tried to grab me, but I kept going.

I went over and sat on the stoop with Bosco and his buddies and tried to match them hit for hit on the chalice. Bosco made a bigger cloud of smoke come out of nostrils, but I held mine longer and let that ganga work its magic.

The girl was mad at me when I got back, but she was soon ecstatic as we engaged in some early morning, ganga enhanced love making.