The shop that my mom in law owns is in a little neighborhood across the river.

There is a likkle boy that comes and plays all the time. His family lives in a little board house.

Once, when it was time to close up the shop, this little boy grabbed my hand.
"i want to show you where I live"

Little dude, i said, I can't walk too far now.

No, no its right here.

I walked about 20 paces and there it was, a little 2 room board house.

"now you can come by sometime" he said.

So innocent, so cute.

I have a dream:

I hope some day to start the Markospoon Eco Rangers.

I'll make T-shirts and we will go on quests like Don Quixote and right wrongs and battle wind mills.

The mission of each true Knight is duty, nay, his privilege to be noble and true.

We must try men! Lets go!

Woe to the wicked!!

Do we get a secrete handshake and even "De-Coder rings??????
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Markospoon...your just so sweet when it comes to the little ones....

Thanks all,
Jim-Donna, it was my last trip towards the end that I met him.

Have no fear, he is in my thoughts and i will go by this trip for sure.

Another 5-10 lbs. of gifts I must pack.

I tell ya, even though my clothes are left in Negril, my suitcases are still border line 50 LBS every trip.

I so wish I could LJT, i really do.

You and yours, may man Ras and his, and a whole gang of others.

That would be fantastic!!