Remembering Lloyd, Parts 4 & 5:
For Part 4, I was thinking of telling the story of Lloyd's adventures in Jamaica, but after some serious thought, I wouldn't want to put anything out here that he might have considered private and told in confidence. I'll only say that he had a home there, where he would spend 6 months out of the year. He did this for decades and had quite a few friends and even family there. There are some crazy, unbelievable stories he's told me of those times, and I've even looked few of them up in the local Gazette news paper from there, and sure enough there they were. lol What a legend.
For Part 5, I wanted to leave it all on a bit of a history note. Lloyds Uncle was the Mayor of the town next to where he lived many years ago. Being a church going man, he had strong opinions about Lloyd and his brothers and friends lifestyles. Like something out of an old movie, there was Lloyd and his brothers and friends with long hair, riding Harleys, and playing "that Rock and Roll music", and then there was his Uncle Mayor who despised all of that and would chase them out of town. Lots of yarns spun with that plot setting, and then years later, and unknown to me until even more years later, the town decided to pay tribute to Lloyds Uncle Mayor by installing a Disc Golf course. It bares the same namesake too. I play it all the time and have been for years. Lloyd got a real kick out of that, and every once in a while, when we'd sit down together for a visit, I'd take a little time... let the silence settle in a bit... and then quietly say... "I played Doogan today". He'd smile that smile that lets you know, you're with a true friend. I think I'll go play.
