Growing up in Jamaica as a boy in the 1930s |  

Dear Vlogger, I appreciate you filming these stories from this elder. The African's say that "when an old man dies a library burns to the ground. "

I loved hearing him speaking about his time in America doing contract work. My late father who was born in 1927, and from Ritchies in Clarendon did contract work in America in the 1940s. I remember him regaling me some many times about his vivid experiences over there. Keep going uncle 💪

I love hearing the elders and their life experiences, brings back so much memories of Jamaica.. Much love and respect.

nice old man - would listen to him all day

I like this. That man is walking history. Alot of people don't spend quality time with there older folks and when they do they don't record anything.

Beautiful ❤ this is why I love to spend time with our Elders. They have a knowledge that can teach us so much. Blessed love @jamaica uncut

Even now when someone go home to Jamaica and give people is a lot of love

Blogger....mi respect dem interview ya...real veteran...glad he can share his story

Nice throw back stories hearing the kids playing in the background make it so real it's like living in the moment

Oh God. This man is in his 80's and he still cry over the abuse from his father. Bless his geart❤️🙏🏾

This gives me hope, praying for long and a blessed life for this elderly man. Love you daddy.This is knowledge my friends.The happiness days are the days he survived. Thank God.

Love him i feel his pain what he bind through am praying for his healing let us be careful what we say and do to others God continue bless him

Loved this blog! Love hearing stories from our elders. Thanks for sharing 💕

Greetings. Best piece of advice. " Work honestly for what you want."

Real thing him talking. If you didn't say morning or evening to your elders, a beating you getting.

Yes ! Love these type videos

Quit right sir that was the good days if u pass the older and say good morning we get beaten for not respects could sleep with you door open Lord a mercy now no way me born 19 36 me older than you but bless us all in Jesus name thank him for life God is first peace and love Br

Such a blessed man he has a lot of pain from the beating from his dad that was evil to your own child but thank God he live to tell such an interesting story bless his heart and thank you for these stories blessings

Baseedah is the best wood in my area to make gig. Every area has a best thing to make things.

Greetings. Nostalgic for sure. Garlings were not eaten and or hunted, similar to crows. They were mostly found around domestic animals, cows, and left alone, a welcome presence for the reason that they would get rid of the ticks that would infest the animals. Entertaining. Gripping. Informative.

Mr Aubrey Donaldson was extra skill at everything.....imagine a child coming home with 200 birds to roast

well love this banter.

Gourd wood is the best wood to make gig sleep boy mi a gig specialist

Oh my goodness. Hs father could've killed him. If it it was now, he get life sentence. Them wicked bad in those days.

My baby bro knows all dem birds he was the best in shooting birds I always love to go with him me pick up d birds Sip bro my Baba.... Me know grava tree wood.. 😀😄😀😄😀 Missah SAR Yu kno bout ❤️🚶

the story he is telling would be from the late 1940's - 50s and onwards. he would've been born in 1937, so unless their are stories here about himself as a toddler the title is clickbait

Thank God his mum save him from his wicked father.

They their hands and hanging them on trees and whipping them, is from the days of slavery

sorry but children must take care of their parents....regardless of what they were able to do for you growing up....

Yow 😅