Tuesday, July 04, 2006

My cousin from Jamaica came over to visit a few hours ago.  He's leaving back for home tomorrow morning.  He's as crazy as ever.  He sailed to Jamaica after his Peace Corps assignment in Africa one day, his boat sank, he got a job as a caretaker, met his future wife in a bar a few days later, and is still living there happily almost twenty years later.  I went to Poplar Island today, played croquet, and decided that I shouldn't kill ducks because they might be somebody's mother.