How fascinating. Of course, I know the Wheatleys, my Anegada cousins in St. Thomas. I remember years ago when I was a boy and there was nothing in Tortola staying with them at their home in Polyberg. Charles--he was then known as "Ishmael"--and I hung out together.Calvin is a perennial, still active with the West Indian Company;Andre is a permanent Frenchman whom I hardly ever knew;I remember an incident in New York many years ago, when Henry, who was on the staff of the Governor of that state, was refused service to Harlem, I believe, and it became a cause celebre. I think they were all here when Louise died a few years ago.By the way, I was in St. Thomas that time to have some dental work done. Whatever happened to Bernard, the M.D.? Calvin seems to be ageless, indefatigable and indestructible. Raphie's widow, Leona, and I sit on the vestry of All Saints Cathedral parish. I attended one or two meetings of the Anegada Progresive League during my sojourn in New York, and enyoyed the hospitality of the Anegadians, who never forget their own. Of course, I know Mac Norman, from my childhood days when I used to spend my summers there. I think he operates a camp ground in Anegada now. I also remember visiting Anegada when I was Attorney General of the U.S. Virgin Islands, and being told by one of my cousins how proud they were of this Anegadian's achievement. My mother was one of five children, and although she was smack in the middle she was the only one born in Anegada--and she never let anyone forget that she was an Anegadian. Her mother, the gentlest of ladies, went back to Anegada in her old age--and died there.