My great friend Mick Paine. Here he is with Brigid in June, 1979 as my new bride and myself prepared to fly out of the tiny Mandeville, Jamaica airport on our way for the big flight to NY. As is evident Brigid had a few Red Stripes the night before, while Mick rarely drank. I met Mick when I arrived in Jamaica in 1977. He taught with me for two years, and was my best man when I married Brigid. Mick died three years ago this month.
Here’s what I posted three years ago. – My friend, Mick Paine
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