Before dawn on February 4th, 1997 I left my beloved house in Chesapeake Virginia USA and flew here to the Cayman Islands. Been here ever since. I felt terrible waiting for my ride to Norfolk International Airport. (“Oh what am I doing?”) In fact I puked in my bushes at my house and cried on the plane as it climbed into the sky. but the closer I got to Cayman, the better I felt. I landed here in Cayman about 20 minutes past noon 24 years ago today, very excited and feeling great.
And I’ve loved it ever since. I’m thankful every day to be here.