re: " If I wrote of my experiences in a book nobody would believe them so for now they remain as memories and pictures"

johng
Truth is often stranger than fiction but especially when you were a Hippie back in the day in Negril...

I told my son the story of (me) eating too much ganja cake and falling asleep on an air matress on the beach only to get wash out to sea, way out to sea many times and each time he'd give me that look, the look of (some) doubt. The truth in that case was/is stranger than fiction.

Wasn't until my son met Grandma Johnson (bless her soul) for the first time and heard her tell the same story, fact by fact, just like I tell the story that he believed the story true, so yes... I KNOW what you mean.