It’s with us all day, whether we live in the Caribbean or outside, interacting with it in all sorts of ways, major and minor, and so it becomes a given condition, something we don’t even notice, as a rule, but in the Caribbean region we are a nation of immigrants.
I was born and raised in West Demerara, partly at Hague then Vreed-en-Hoop, but like so many Caribbean people I migrated, as young man, to Toronto, where I lived for some 20 years, then migrated again to the Cayman Islands, where I lived for 25 years, and migrated again 10 years ago returning to Guyana to live.
