There was one main road that ran across the length of the island from where Tropical Paradise Hotel is now to where Rainbow Hotel currently sits
My grandparent's had the first grocery store center of the island. After Rainbow hotel, the road narrowed into a picado trail towards the
There was wind and rain, thunder and lightening. And there was also terrible hurricanes one which split the island in two in 1961. Back in the early days of the
( BACK ROW: photo of cousin Rose with blond Farrah Fawcett do, standing next to Aunt Lali now deceased, MIDDLE: myself in pig tails and a spanish style blouse; my sis Diane in a chamber pot haircut so called for the little plastic round training potties they would put on our heads like a hat and then cut around the bottom edge to give this style, BOTTOM cousin Damien and Ivan & neighbor Moses Guzman with doggie Rex. circa 1975)
Children usually stood on a dock waiting to see people in boats coming in with supplies from
My childhood memory of my grandmother, my beloved ChiChi (photo of her on verandah in blue with a younger Dodo and some of the first gringo settlers to the island Greg & Amy around 1980) is when she would wake up in the early morning and go gather her coconuts from her property that extended all the way from the center of the island to the beach. She would spend half the morning shelling them on a sharp iron bar that jutted out from the ground. She often did this, and when she accumulated enough after a number of months, she would sell them to a buyer who would take them to the market.
I remember grandmother’s eyes full of life and warmth, you could see she was once beautiful, but time and conditions do not favor beauty. The sun burnt freely. She was old and tired in the photo taken on her verandah, but she looked very happy and in love with my grandfather to the very end. She lived into her late 80’s. So did my grandfather and a lot of the relatives from those days. They lived a healthy lifestyle. Together they had nine children several of whom still live on Caye Caulker along with their grandchildren, great grandchildren and great great grandchildren. The town center square around the Police Station and the
The island can thank my beloved Grand Aunt Clotilde Alamina (photo of young lady black/white 1920), my grandfather’s sister who never married or had children but raised us all, and who was the owner of the property where the
My grandfather (photo below Valentin Alamina) was hard-working and community oriented. Apart from owning the first grocery store on the island, he drove his diesel boat into Belize City once a week to pick up supplies, he would also build lobster traps and hauled lobster, fished the seas, farmed pigs and vegetables and built boats to name a few of his side jobs to maintain the family with 9 children.