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Walter Arthur, he had a gift for music. So gifted, he was choosen to go to Georgetown at the Theatre Guild in competition. We were all early teenagers, we sang American fifties tunes gathered together, four of us on the parapit by the Ogeer's yard listening to the afternoon programme on the radio.
Arthur never made it to the finals. We listened on the radio to his presentations. Excited of his celebrity. He was good, a country boy not connected to the city folks of stature and political connections.
He returned to Rosignol Government Primary School and completed the last year of schooling. As a way of passing the time we gathered with some school leavers, we were rhyming and singing the latest American tunes. Until we were choosen by destiny.