I believe we all bear that same sentiment, pertaining to people we have had associated with in the past and did not keep in touch with, we now wonder how they are doing. There was a school friend for whom I was looking for, when I found his contact info and made the connection, he had passed away a few months prior. Such is life.       

Oi Ball I believe you owe me $20 from the past, better send it now before Iman pass on so you could have that satisfied feeling you paid your dues.

Just reread Tola's post and had a thought the banna stuck his head up that one dress....accidently...also.

Bannas I paid you back a long time now wid a fifty dalla bill and ah still wating fo me 30 dalla change, but no hurry tek you time

Sorry to buss you bubble Cain, different women, a generation apart.

I don't remember much about the first one, because it was dark under her dress. But the second one was gorgeous looking and maybe a grandma now, so I should intensify my search.

Ball, I had a British friend in the 60s and lost contact for over 30 years. When I recently tried to make contact again, she died last year. If only I had tried earlier.   

Communication today and what we had 30 years ago, is not as abundant as now, we had toll call now we have Skype ETC.

Rightful so, for a  while  I worked at the estate telephone exchange and all calls had to be booked, literally. They were recorded in book and placed in  order.

The system was manual with connections to two other operators to get thru to GT. Overseas took about a week with submarine cables.

The British managers were every abusive to us [at the bottom of the ladder] when their calls are not placed in timely manner.

If we bug the other operators about placing our calls, they just hang up on us.

I recently returned to the same estate and noticed  the receptionist  with a master telephone set from a tel system [Nortel] that I install in Canada. Calls are now direct dialled.

The antenna of the estate radio dispatch system started my career in international marine communication and electronics. Its another long story.        

Suh you been tinkering with electronics for a long time,

what year was that? i stared in 76.

Iman started tinkering with beer in '73.

I was 20 did not like drinking too much,i does tek it

light.

Haven't had a drink over 17years now.

same age here dude, so we're both around 51 eh?

maybe,born the yr and mth Elizabeth 11 coronated the queen of

England.

If I mention my days with vacuum tubes, before men first went to the moon, Cane might call me an old fart.

But I can say, it took me to many ports of call, wid broken hearts left behind. Hopefully, not any Guyanese kids looking for their daddy.

South Pacific, Barbados, Germany and Croatia was the best, Japan was more accommodating, but Canada will always be home.  

Wow! Tola, you left 48 years ago...I have you pegged in your late 60s.

Cain is in his early 60s or late 50s

Your first flight reminds me of mine. My flight out of Guyana was made easier by a nice, young man. He was going back to the US from visiting Guyana. I can't remember much of our conversation, except that he was very friendly and engaging. I'm pretty chatty, so we got along just fine. I think of him once in a blue moon, but not enough to try and seek him out.

I wish you the best of luck should you decide to find your travel buddy.

Miraver, you are good at math.

Cain said he is 51, but you know how some Guyanese people dea.

I tell this true story that describes life in the Caribbean.

Recently I was in Tortola,BVI where I have a friend  with a large office building in town. 

One evening, while he was doing paper work in the building and I waited for us to go out to dinner, I wondered around taking photographs of the nearby buildings.

A local lady approached me and ask that I take her picture.

I did and gave her my card to email the photos.

Then she said ' Are you married ?' I said no.

She then said 'How old are you', I said 43.

She said 'You are too young for me, I am 52'.

I said I don't like to lie, I am actually 68.

She said 'You are too old for me'.

She then gave me hug, a kiss on the cheek and we parted ways.

I might never see her again.

Caribbean women like to choose their men.    

68 is a fabulous age, Tola!

Yes, women from the Caribbean know what they want

I am having the best time of my life, travelling on photo assignments to other countries, with a companionship we enjoy.

She is private and do her own thing, but when  we meet at a sunset dinner, it seem magical in friendship.   

Darn I was not even born in 1967.   Great memories Seignet.

Cain 51 yea right, that mus be leffin out weekends and holidays

You rite dea Ball, Cain always lef out weekends and holiday fa he birthday.

Dats why he look so young.

Me hear chicks half he age, blocking he bicycle.  

Hi Tola, it good to know that you are having the time of your life! Now that I know you're an expert photographer, I might reach out to you for camera tips.

When you say, "she is private", what do you mean? 

Looks like you've been blessed with an unmatched gift of friendship.

 Oh Alena, you are a baby

Old Youndsta cain here...howdy dearest Miraver?

Miraver is doing very well!

ole youth   duh is a good wan dey Cain 

Banna, last two days I was 100, today I'm 45

Look how we derailin' Tola's thread!

threads are always derailed, you know that

Alena, Cain said he was also not even  born in 1967.

Den his pants caught on fire.  

I know. We oldies know that. We oldies also know that we dus bicker...even bicker like hens! 

Most threads, anything goes.

Talk about yourself, I am fowl cock

In BVI, chicken roam freely and belong to everyone.

If it lays an egg in your yard, its yours. If you want to bush-cook with a bunjyl  chicken its yours.

But dem Guyanese spoil it for every one. Dem start selling de chickens.     

Hahah! The rooster rules!

We had our bush-cook with fry fish. Such beautiful childhood memories popping up now

Them Guyanese bad fo days, them will sell the salt out from yo sweat

I must have wrung off about a dozen chicken necks in my days in Guyana and go sea wall and do bush cook,

Hehehehe! Now, this is funny! Ball, you remind me of "Bird". His posts were punctuated with humor

We had our bush cook at the back of the burial ground!

One time I tried climbing the coconut tree, got to the top but is rass to get down back. Someone had to climb up and help me to get down back, tree must have been about 2-3 stories high