A man stands before the water looking out…waiting for the little ladies to come back, for he heard they had a few cattle for sale. That man was my father, and he and my brother Victor went up to see this little place, thirty-five acres. Well, that’s a big place in Barbados when it’s a home, and these three sisters lived in this area. Then when they came in my father said—having seen the cattle, which he bought for the slaughter house—to her or to one of the ladies, “If you ever decide to sell, remember me and give me a chance to bid.” Then he turned to my brother Victor and said, “This would be the ideal spot for a hotel.” Now, this is years and years ago when I was still in my teens.864 ¶31