12-15-2014, 11:06 PM
All of a sudden I am reading quite a bit of posts that I have never seen before. I moved to the west end in (I think) 1973 or 1974. My now ex-husband & I were living in Red Ground at James Palmer's place & were busted for week. Our (deporting) Immigration Officer had worked on the Train (Amtrak) from New York City to Albany & took pity on us and didn't deport us. We moved up past the Lighthouse between Dennis Lynch's house and O'Leary's house -- the home owned by the people who owned the grain store in Sav. Since we were sort of known "criminal marijuana smokers" we wore hats and sunglasses whenever we went into 'town'. It was really COUNTRY back then, we would have to walk the 7 miles into town to get food. This was the time when Bob Marley was building his place in Little Bay, one of the only cars that would drive by, they showed absolute kindness in giving us rides into town. Plus the old man who owned most of the property past the lighthouse, Mr. Hogg would sort of semi be kind with rides. This was before David moved in and bought his property, before Diane bought the property across the street from our house. There was this dread who had a wine-colored truck -- he would come two times a week with vegetables, fish and weed (tucked in his wheel wells) -- with deliveries into the deep west end.
This was well before the time of cassette music -- but almost every Saturday night they had BIG music sessions in Redground powered by a gasoline powered system. We would walk from far end west end all the way into Redground. I do remember one time, I'm pretty sure it was our now departed Peachie bringing home the 45' rpm Bob Marley tune "Three O'Clock Roadblock" up to the dance and it being played over and over. And then walking the seven miles back to west end with Dennis Lynch's first baby mother and Gladstone and David Lynch. West end road back in those times had these huge rocks, no cars travelled, we had to walk all that distance getting out feet hurt and bruised. Nice memories though. Negril was a really quiet town back then when. It was nice that the original "Wailers" took the town as their home. There was a place called "Awee Maway Village" -- their location was just before the RockHouse, some of you might know the place as "Pickled Parrot". So these two guys, Ian and Frankie somehow secured the purchase of this land & build these beautiful African-styled cottages. Bob Marley & his entourage moved in while building their home in Little Bay, modeling the formula used for building Awee Maway.
During this time, there was no electricity past the Yacht Club, which we called the Clot Club. The "Chef" at Awee Mayay" was called "Chef" --I would love to see him again but lost contact.
So fast forward to I think 1987 or 1988 -- after a period of having babies and finally and greatfully thankful to be able to go to JA again, I go to AWEE.MAYWAY where I always went swimming & discovered owners had been murdered... not Frankie though, he was off in India.
I LOVE the deep west end. Lots of wonderful memories -- I don't to mushrooms anymore but have lots of crazy memories of going up "Miss Jenny's sisters" lane with 10 people looking for mushrooms in cow poop. Oh YUK.
This was well before the time of cassette music -- but almost every Saturday night they had BIG music sessions in Redground powered by a gasoline powered system. We would walk from far end west end all the way into Redground. I do remember one time, I'm pretty sure it was our now departed Peachie bringing home the 45' rpm Bob Marley tune "Three O'Clock Roadblock" up to the dance and it being played over and over. And then walking the seven miles back to west end with Dennis Lynch's first baby mother and Gladstone and David Lynch. West end road back in those times had these huge rocks, no cars travelled, we had to walk all that distance getting out feet hurt and bruised. Nice memories though. Negril was a really quiet town back then when. It was nice that the original "Wailers" took the town as their home. There was a place called "Awee Maway Village" -- their location was just before the RockHouse, some of you might know the place as "Pickled Parrot". So these two guys, Ian and Frankie somehow secured the purchase of this land & build these beautiful African-styled cottages. Bob Marley & his entourage moved in while building their home in Little Bay, modeling the formula used for building Awee Maway.
During this time, there was no electricity past the Yacht Club, which we called the Clot Club. The "Chef" at Awee Mayay" was called "Chef" --I would love to see him again but lost contact.
So fast forward to I think 1987 or 1988 -- after a period of having babies and finally and greatfully thankful to be able to go to JA again, I go to AWEE.MAYWAY where I always went swimming & discovered owners had been murdered... not Frankie though, he was off in India.
I LOVE the deep west end. Lots of wonderful memories -- I don't to mushrooms anymore but have lots of crazy memories of going up "Miss Jenny's sisters" lane with 10 people looking for mushrooms in cow poop. Oh YUK.