A Prologue of The Cay

             It has been may years since I; Phillip Enright was stranded
             on the tiny island, Devil's Mouth with my beloved friend
             Timothy, and our one comfort, Stew Cat. Its been 50 years
             to be exact and in all 61 years of my life, nothing has impacted me more
             As I sit hear in the comfort of my beautiful home,
             relaxing in my easy chair feeling the warmth of the glowing
             fire I am remembering. Happy yet sad, but I'll talk about that later.
             It's not every day that I afford myself the luxury of really pondering
             the time spent with timothy years ago, but since my wife Jule
             is visiting our son, Timothy, his wife and our firts grandbaby (another Timothy!
             we call him Tim) I can sit back and reflect upon those days that impacted my life so greatly.
             I was a pretty spoiled kid, I realiz now. Loosing my sight and haveing to depend on Timothy
             was probaly the best thing that ever happend to me. I know that my desire to become an artist
             and my passion for capturing everything on canvas still comes from that time.
             I now realize how prejudice I was about black people before all this. Being with Timothy
             as an eleven-year-old boy that went from wealth, security, and sight, to total dependence on a man of
             different race and culture. I found my-self loving the big comforting man because he cared so much
             for me. I quit thinking of him as black or whit, but as someone that loved and cared for me.
             Then, I had an opportunity to think of someone other than my self when he go tsick, and
             have had that compassion for others ever since.
             Timothy taught me to feel with my hands; feet, sences, and everthing except my eyes.
             He taught me to appreciatethe subtke things of nature that we take for granted when we can see.
             I belive that is why I have found such acclaim in famous galleries across the world. The storm
             caught us off guard even though we had prepared
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