Accompong Maroon Village 14.10.2012

The day started out with a scare as Charles thought the buses were not coming and he was gonna get a good flogging from the 70+ anxious persons. The buses (JUTC + Kosmo Tours Coaster) arrived at app. 6am, we stopped @ Clarendon Park 4 breakfast VIP style and then we were on our way. The drive up to Accompong was scary for some as the road was narrow and winding and the JUTC bus was big and had to navigate those corners. We can all agree that the JUTC bus driver needs a pay raise cuz he did a great job of getting there safely and back and also 4 being a good music selector! The Kosmo bus was just as entertaining but I will leave you all 2 guess the nature of our entertainment :).

Accompong Tour

The day started out with a lecture from the Deputy Colonel, he outlined the history of the maroons, how they got their name, the food they eat for nourishment and for sexual performance, politics and the general way of life.

Deputy Colonel

He then introduced us to our tour guides.... Damion and O'Neil. By the end of the tour though we had 2 others.

We can all agree that we had a major misconception as to what the tour would have been like. We all thought we would be touring the maroon village and listening 2 the history of the various sites. So some of us came attired Tourist style in shorts, sandals, hats and our cameras. Lo and Behold... we walked for 4 hrs starting in the hot sun and then the pelting rain. We came 2 a crossroads when we were trying 2 decide whether to see the peace cave or not. It would be an additional 30 mins walk. But being MTR..the decision was Cave!!! We walked, fell, slipped, sang,cussed, talked while going through the mud and water while it rained trying to see this cave.

At the Peace Cave

Most plp didn't get a chance 2 make it 2 the cave as it was extremely muddy and they were fatigued. So some of us braved it and we got the shock of our lives. Everybody started asking Damion "Damion weh d cave deh.. this cant be the cave, u want a lick" We were all staring at a hole in the rock. Could we deal with any more surprises???
Poor Damion didn't know what 2 say but he just had to keep walking. Of course, he surprised us again, by telling us we had another 1hr walk back 2 the village.. what else could we have done??? Either kill him and get stuck in the bush or just walk and enjoy. Walk and Enjoy it was!!!

Food and Magotty Waterfalls

All is well that ends well... as we were treated 2 a SCRUMPTIOUS meal. We had a choice of Stewed Pork, Fried Chicken, Baked Chicken, Curried Goat, Mackerel and Saltfish Run down, Rice and Peas, Boiled Food, Macaroni Salad and Raw Vegetable and to wash it all down there was June plum juice.
Typing that just made my mouth water! We also had dining entertainment courtesy of the maroon women showcasing their traditional dance moves... they did a good job. We enjoyed it.

I don't know if this was a disappointment but we didn't get a chance to head 2 the waterfalls as we were exhausted and the rain caused the river to become dirty so we wouldn't be able 2 swim. Those were the deciding factors so back 2 town it was.

We left Accompong Maroon Village at app. 4:30pm, made a stop at Juice Patties for abt 30 mins and we arrived back at Charlemont at app 8pm.

Big Ups!!

1. I want give a special big up to Charles Williams and Mike Chuck for organizing the buses. They did the leg work as I had work and couldn't get to leave.

2. Charles Williams for organizing with Ms. Rowe at Accompong regarding the food.

3. My fellow October planners.. Orrel and Monkey Mother.. oops I mean Shackeina.

The Gang

4.  The FnT Family for being a good adventure family as usual. If Charles was not by my side for this event I probably would have been beheaded. It was alot of work to organize the event but I am glad we did it and it went through smoothly and I really hope everyone had a great time.
We should start putting out a disclaimer 2 expect the unexpected on our events as I got the impression that some of our guests were not pleased. But I hope they still had fun and they will return to have a great time with us.

Another Adventure in the Bag.... KINDAH (One Family)!!!!!

Roun' D Island 6-9.04.2012 (Easter Weekend)

What were we thinking????? Well from the weekend of April 6-9 I can say Fun and Thrills Adventure Club has been declared a certified crazy bunch. We decided for the weekend to ride the entire Island starting east - north- west then south. Here is the run down of the weekend:

Day# 1: Route - Kgn, St. Thomas, Portland then St. Mary. 


App 19 crazy riders set out from Hope Pastures @ 5:05am. We did a good warm up leg out to Harbour View where the true test started. From Bull Bay we encountered hills non stop. The wickedest of all was the hill in Amity Hall. For the start of a 4 day ride weekend I don't think anybody was expecting that hill but we rocked our bodies on that saddle and pedalled until we got over. One major hill down and like a 100 more to go. Our major rest stop for that day was Long Bay in Portland. 

Long Bay Beach, Portland

Mike had arranged for some food 2 be cooked the evening before because it was Good Friday and we didn't expect any restaurants 2 be opened. Lo and Behold when we got 2 Long Bay the rice was a gonner and we arranged 4 a man on the beach 2 cook some rice and make vegetable for us. All is well that ends well for the lunch because we ate and was ready again. We refueled @ Port Antonio and then up Black Hill and made our rest stop @Agualtavale where we regrouped and rode together since our 5pm arrival time was way behind us. We arrived @ Casa Maria @ app 8:15pm. We all got our room assignments, went to shower and went 2 the dining hall @ 9:00pm. I couldn't even sit comfortably 2 eat as my butt was hurting me. Our resident prayer warrior (Bernadette) closed the evening with prayer, I filled a container with ice and then we headed 2 our rooms. I won't say what I used the ice for but it was a welcome relief. Sheriff was the wake up caller and we said our good nights and head 2 bed. 


Day# 2: St. Mary - St. Ann - Trelawny - St. James - Hanover. 

5:30 am.. 1/2 hour late ..We said good bye to 5 riders (barry, robert taylor, donovan, andrew walcott and johann) and set off for the 2nd leg. Talk abt excellent ride apart from the heat. Myself, nikki (sherriff), terry and bernadette rode together for the first part of this leg. I just love riding with these great ladies. Of course Mr. Whoosh (thomas), maurice, howie and resa (visitor from cayman) held the lead like 1hr ahead of us. We had breakfast on a beach side in St. Ann near Pear Tree Bottom and howie got the best fried dumpling ever that he couldn't bring himself 2 eat but lovely Terry took a good bite out of it and that was the end of that. 

Howie's Fried Dumpling

On wards to Trelawny with the next major stop being Mobay...Rio Bueno Hill and Braco Hill.. All I can say is Damn!!!!! In the sweltering heat Nikki (sheriff) and I decided 2 take the town of Rio Bueno instead of riding over the hill.. Orrel, Mike, Bernadette and Terry rode over that hill and later I learnt that they were the only ones from the entire riding group that rode over Rio Bueno... Kudos 2 them!!!!

Orrel resting before Braco

Braco..... When I saw that hill stand up infront of me.. I immediately asked for an alternate route and was reliably informed there was none but was told is a likkle hill soon dun!!! Same condition applied... We rocked and pedalled and we got over.. Sweet down hill!! 
First bike mechanic work for the day would have been nikki... A staple on the road was the offender and she got a puncture. While fixing.. Our knight in a shining white Honda Ridgeline drove up and quickly assisted in changing the tyre then set off with us. Ride on!! Next stop was Scotchies!! My butt was burning me in addition 2 a grumbling belly.. So YES I had 2 take a break.. I drove for about 1/2 hour 2 Pimento on Bogue Road where we had lunch. Because of this I was side lined as a non finisher and mi bex bad!!!!!!!!
Straight ride 2 Orange Bay with a few minor stops... We rode into Pamella's @ app 8pm where we did the routine of showering, eating and then bed time!!

Day 3: Westmoreland - St. Elizabeth - Manchester.

5:30 departure from Orange Bay... With breakfast being under a cool shade tree near Sav. Food was excellent as usual then straight riding with few minor stops. Major stop was Middle Quarters where we found a spring... Swam for abt 15mins then bought a delicious pumpkin and cray fish soup! 



Next stop.. Santa Cruz.. We devoured some patties, ackee and callaloo loaves to re-boot then straight 2 the foot of Spur Tree. 
St. Elizabeth was by far the hottest parish I rode through so the rain was a welcome relief when we got 2 Santa Cruz. The best part of this leg was the water we rode through in the vicinity of Pepper. It was thrilling with adrenaline pumping!! I would do that part again in a jiffy. 


Spur Tree, Spur Tree Spur Tree!!!! That climb was disastrous... But I made it of course with few stops because I wasn't wearing iron panties. We got 2 the top of Spur Tree @ abt 7pm and I don't know if it was the sleep and hunger but the turbo kicked in and we rode like our lives depended on it 2 Lesline.. Howie's friend, where we had dinner. 5 of us stayed there and the other 14 persons stayed @ a hotel in Fluer Flats... I stayed @ Lesline and that was the best sleep I had since the trip. 

Day# 4: Manchester - Clarendon - St. Catherine - St. Andrew

6:30 am departure... Home stretch. We were all treated 2 coffee, tea and fried sprat @ Lesline before we set off. The down hill 2 Porus was sweet! Next stop for breakfast was Clarendon Park.. 

I didn't have the strength 2 pedal that mountain bike so I switched 2 road bike and it made my burden some what easier. Onward 2 Old Harbour where we refuelled for 10mins then movement 2 Hope Pastures. We had showers of blessing starting on the boulevard straight 2 Hope Pastures. The first group rode into Hope Pastures @ 1:05pm . When I saw the gate, heard the dogs barking, saw plp unpacking their stuff and loading their cars..it dawned on me that I was back!!! 
I had a whale of a time... Eventhough my arms are burning, my fingers are numb, my hair looked like crap, my skin is like pearnel's head (2 colour) and I am dog tyad!!!!!! 
Big hug and thank you 2 everyone...I can't single out anyone cuz everybody played a part in making the weekend memorable. 
Nuff Love... And I can say 2 all my friends with confidence I rode 650km by bike with a 30 mins drive!!! 

FnT RDI 2012 Massive (riders & support drivers) BIG UP!!!!

Avocat Wateralls - Spring Hill, Buff Bay Valley (18.03.2012)

On March 10, 2012 @ our regular saturday breakfast we were ordered to do the Buff Bay Valley ride by our beloved Ayatollah as the proposed date of March 25 would clash with the St. Georges College Old Boys' Breakfast. Since the FnT gang love him so much we caved in and off we went on

March 18, 2k12 in search of the Avocat Waterfalls in the community of Spring Hill - Buff Bay Valley.

Our departure time was 5:30am with our route being Hope Pastures, Papine, Irish Town, New Castle, Greenwich then from the entrance to Hollywell it was the most exhilarating downhill for what seemed like hours to our final destination.

Our good lord guided us as we had only one spill... Lorraine. She was a new rider doing her first long ride and she was accompanied by her 13yr old son Phillip. Kudos to both of them as they rode as much as they could and they enjoyed the day to the max with a grea set of people.

The ride overall was an excellent one. We had the regular uphill ride to Hollywell which was familiar ground to most. Howie, myself, Samira, Orrel and Alrick made a stop @ EITS Restaurant on way to New Castle where we saw their sign advertising Peas and Mint Soup. Of course, Mr. Food (Howie) himself had to ask the proprietors what that dish entails and from the response he seemed impressed. I foresee him driving to EITS to sample that soup. I won't disclose the recipe... Go Try it!!!

Madam Joan was sooo excited when she learned from as early as Hope Road that her bike got messed up due to her chain slipping off and she had to go in the support vehicle. She was grinning like a cheshire cat I tell u. She however redeemed herself by walking from Cafe Blue to Hollywell without being passed by anyone else except Chris Kow. She was of course vocal in chastising us on our very slow riding.

The most horrifying part of the ride was the section of the road that was broken away with a 50ft drop if you made a wrong step. A track was created along the cliff face for persons to walk to the other side. The alternate route would have been a steeepp hill climb so the daring ones decided to take bicycles in hand and walk over. Theresa was scared so Thomas assisted her by taking her bike and walking infront of her while she held onto him. Now it was Orrel, myself and Samira left to go over.Yesterday was the first time I knew the great one was afraid of heights.. He started the walk and quickly made a U-Turn and rode over the hill. He joined us in no time none the less. 

En route to our final destination we passed a number of waterfalls and each one was better than the last. We could have easily abandoned trying to get to Avocat and hike to one of the many we passed and it still would have been a magnificent day. I now call the Buff Bay Valley... "The Valley of Waterfalls."

Avocat Falls was amazing, hands down. We arrived @ 11:30am and quickly stripped off our valuables and delved into the coollddd water.  I took a dip for abt 5-10mins while the water babies like mike, howie, charles and others frolicked and had a good time.

Now it was time for the food... Well they say, all good things come to those who wait...And waiting we did and alas good food came. We were treated to rice, chicken, fish, curried goat, boiled food  all cooked over wood fire giving it that nice country taste which was served with raw vegetable. Miss Milly came through!!! Charles and Betty then provided the dessert and it was lovely... I love cake!

We left @ abt 1:30pm and Mike, Howie, Thomas, Barry and Johann all rode back to Buff Bay. Where we loaded them and drove back to KGN via the Junction.

Of course the crazy riders Maurice, Mike Smith and Clive rode back the way we came. So that sweet downhill lasting for hours was all uphill for these guys. When we got to Castleton @ about 3pm, I was told they just arrived @ Hollywell. I lift my hat to these guys. Maurice if you claim to be out of shape... What would u say abt me!!!

A special shout out to Nicole Brown for making contact with Ms. Milly to provide the food and a big thank you to the organizers for making this ride another MTR production.

As usual I propose another ride to the "Valley of Waterfalls."

COOL BLUE HOLE - WHITE RIVER VALLEY (BORDER OF ST. ANN AND ST. MARY) (22.2.2012)

Our scheduled departure time should have been 5am but in true FnT style, 24 riders departed HQ @ 5:30 after asking sweet Jesus for journeying mercies. As is the norm we coasted down Hope Road onto Waterloo Road then down West King's House Road. At the intersection of Constant Spring and West Kings House Roads we saw a group of guys in neon green cycling jerseys shouting cycling commands and we were like woww!! Then we saw a familiar face, Blacks.. and we realized it was the Blissett Cycling Club. They were joining us on our ride to "Cool Blue Hole" in the White River Valley on the border of St.Mary and St. Ann.
Our first stop was Jose Marti where we did the pleasantries and said hello to the cyclists from Blissett. We found out Thomas had a spill on the Boulevard but besides getting a cut he was good 2 go.

We continued along the Spanish Town Bypass, and through the Gorge... I thought I saw the Sheriff stop and admired her favourite rock *smile* before she set off again.

 
Our second stop was @ the Juici Beef in Bog Walk where we regrouped and made use of the bathroom facilities. It was @ this location we said goodbye 2 Blissett as they were heading out before us and never 2 be seen again for the remainder of the ride.  Barry, Thomas, Shara, Bernadette, Marlon, Gairy also set off with Blissett.
We left Juici Beef at app 8:15am...Howie and Alwrick outpaced Sherriff, myself, Donovan and Shackeina heading into Ewarton. The four of us made a quick stop @ the Ewarton Texaco Gas station, refueled and started up Mount Rosser. The climbing order was Sherrif, shack, donovan and then myself. I must say, for the first time will I ever agree with Alwrick abt a ride... Mount Rosser wasn't that bad. We paced ourselves and did it non stop. At this point we were clueless with what was happening behind with the other guys (Mike, Maurice, Naomi, Stanford, Orrel, Samira and others).

Driving 2 Ocho Rios, you don't realize how many hills u go over until u r on a bike... I can tell u my legs were burning and dying 2 get 2 Fern Gully as that was the ultimate thrill 4 this ride. In the vicinity of the Haddon Disposal Site David Jo drove up and told Donovan and I that Black's group was in Ochi eating jerk chicken. I could have kicked him over because I was dying of hunger. I settled for Oreos, banana chips and a top up on my water and dvan and I moved out.

Dvan's bike was giving him some trouble tho as a truck came way 2 close 2 him on Mount Rosser and he fell damaging his derailleur, in addition 2 cramps we stayed 2gether and took our time. We made it 2 walkers wood and made a stop 2 fix his bike where mike, orrel, and the others caught up 2 us. I left out on my own as I was aching so bad 2 go down fern gully as was Mike because he was right behind me. A taxi man came in front of us and started slowing us down. That was the day I know bicycle can cuss car.. We were so mad @ him that we passed him and cruised into the Ocho Rios shell gas station at app 12:30pm where we waited on the others. 
That was our final stop 4 the ride in the interest of time... we were way behind and it would have been another 45mins ride from there 2 the river. The sheriff and the others were already on the exchange road heading up so we decided 2 pack it in.

 Finding this river wasn't the easiest and we can all agree that riding on the exchange road was not a bed of roses... That road was the worst part of the ride.. It was incomparable 2 Mount Rosser and I lift my hat to everyone that went up. On arrival the food wasn't in abundance as most of it was already devoured. From the little that I tasted, I must say.. The chef did a good job. Thanks Andrew East!!!

After the battle the reward... The river was magnificent!!! The water was too deep 4 me but I found a little pool and made myself comfy. From all the splashes, laughing and screaming I know everyone was having a good time.

All good things must come 2 an end as we had 2 start packing up bikes and prepare 4 our trip back 2 KGN. We departed @ app 4pm and arrived @ HQ around 6pm.

This trip will forever be a memorable one, I climbed Mount Rosser non stop, I downed Fern Gully and I spent the day with my cycling family. I had a blast and of course the day was drama free! Good going guys!!

But I have one question... Where was the ayatollah and his gang?????

St. Toolie's District - Manchester

On July 24, 2011, Myself and fellow FnT riders decided to make another bike trek into the country side and this time around St. Toolie's District in Manchester was the lucky place. We decided to set out @ 5am but in true FnT style we didn't depart until 5:30. Typical of the Ayatollah and his gang they left us tardy ones to start the journey on time. We had a great ride going down Hope Road, onto Waterloo Road then Dunrobin Avenue and Washington Blvd. We met up the early birds along Mandela Highway and we all regrouped @ Jose Marti.
I have been getting a lingering knee cramp since my fall coming from Maryland months ago and I had to seek relief by putting on my knee brace, after which, I was ready for the road again. Our next stops would be Old Harbour Town then Clarendon Park. The stretch to Clarendon Park would be the true test of the ride as the sun came bearing down on us, energy levels started to get drained and it was just down to mental strength. I thought I had left my cycling shades @ home and rode without them and a massive headache was my gift. Unlike me, I was so ready to quit before Sheriff said, "Look Theresa is in front of u... U can't stop now," and as she said that the needle in my energy tank went right back to full.  I decided to press on but was eventually  out paced by Terry, Carlington, Sheriff, super fast Marlon, and couple others. The great Ribbie stayed with me until I got to Mineral Heights Roundabout and then the Ayatollah joined me and we continued. Charles decided that he was going to ride faster because as my energy level increased I am going to pass and leave him, so I said OK see u. I did a solo ride until I caught back Charles @ the Glenmuir Road turn off. I rode slow giving him some distance ahead until I heard someone screaming, so I started scanning the bushes wondering who the hell that was.. Then I heard f@#k f@#k only to close the gap with Charles just in time to hear him cursing himself and  his bicycle... I almost fell of my bike with laughter. When I passed Charles he was so astonished that I was behind him...

But we both laughed and I rode on!!
My headache started to get worse and man was I happy when I caught up with Sheriff, Terry and Carlington at Four Paths... The sun decided to give us some relief because as we approached Toll Gate it got overcast and I felt a little sprinkle... Man that would have been a welcome shower...Carlington and I took on a steady pace while sheriff and terry passed us but we continued our pace stepping it up a little to Clarendon Park. We arrived in one piece and as the entire gang started to roll in, I realized that a couple cyclists had already taken support vehicles. Donovan said he didn't know Clarendon Park had moved and couldn't ride anymore...Fritz (my guest) had developed leg cramps and was out of the ride from as far back as Free Town...we regrouped and re-energized ourselves and continued to St. Toolie's.
The road to St. Toolie's District was rough, with the asphalt none existent and plagued by potholes in some sections...but I didn't mind it as it was a nice little off road for the off roadies and away from the impatient drivers that kept blowing us out of the road or men on the road side telling us females not to pressure our privates as if it belonged to them. We arrived at our  final destination and the first question echoed by so many was where is the river, but my mind was on the food after doing a 50 mile ride. Off some went to swim while others waited patiently. 

We were treated to callalloo, stew chicken, mackerel run down, bread fruit, fried plantains, fried dumplings, boiled food and ackee & salt fish.. We ate, some of us once and some of us twice but never the less it was worth the wait and we got a belly full.

Then off we went to swim... The water was magnificent, cool and revived us from that gruelling bike ride. In usual FnT style we laughed, chat, frolicked in the water, took pictures and just had a great time. We said our good byes to the cool countryside at app 12:30pm to say we have returned to our concrete jungle from whence we came.
Big up to the scouts for this fantabulous and magnificent location and kudos to all the riders.

Mtr!!!

Hike to the Blue Mountain Peak - March 18 - 19, 2011

The night of March 18, 2011 I decided to make another trek to the Blue Mountain Peak and added another check mark beside my list of adventures for 2011. This time I did it with 16 adventure seekers from my Fun and Thrills Adventure family and our friends. I also invited my good friend and coworker Shackiena.

The meeting spot was at Seberg Close, Hope Pastures @ 10:30pm where we loaded into 4 vehicles and drove to Whitfield Hall. 

 The drive to Whitfield Hall was a challenge, as our vehicles took on the craters in the road, deep turns and a 4m wide roadway overlooking a precipice. I felt sorry for my poor back and my weak heart as we drove the Section from Hagley's Gap to Penlyne Castle.

 On reaching Penlyne Castle at approximately 1:00am our final disembarking point would be approximately 5 minutes in a small rural community called Whitfield Hall. I think this community has seen as many visitors to the island as any 2 of our international airports as people from near and far decide to take on this feat. It seemed as if the weather smelled fresh meat in the air as it started to rain and this was the start of a veeerrry long morning!!

 We then said a prayer to take us safely on our journey and departed Whitfield @ 1:24am with Orrel taking the lead, Mike manning the middle and Howie ensuring no stragglers. We took on Jacob's Ladder and we all agreed that Jacob needs 2 upgrade to an escalator as the ladder isn't cutting it anymore. After 5 times, I still can't get use to it but we all pressed on.

Our regrouping point was @ the top of the ladder where we refueled and continued the trek to Portland Gap. This was easy sailing for us and we arrived @ Portland Gap @3:00am. We talked,laughed and ate then decided to take on the monster @ 3:30am with the hope of catching the sunrise @ the peak. The rain gave us a break now and then but we were all drenched and our feet somewhat muddy. This walk to the peak was the longest for me as it is suppose to be a 3.5mile walk from Portland Gap but that sure as hell felt like an eternity with no ending in sight.

We walked, stopped, sat, ate, drank and was ready to fall asleep as @ 5 in the morning it was widely believed that we all should be in our beds. The self acclaimed super 5 females comprising of myself, shackeina, pat, deanette and tamecia were ahead of the group and we arrived at the peak @ 5:45am. The rest of the gang arrived app. 15 mins after.

Now talk about an anticlimax, the rain came down, we were freezing as we were soaking wet, there was nothing to see as the place was covered with fog and I was ready to leave as I got there. The sunrise I was hoping to see was no where in sight and it rained and colder by the second. We endured the freezing weather for a bit and I decided enough was enough and started nagging everyone to go!

 We started downhill to Portland Gap, took some pictures on arrival and continued back to Whitfield Hall, except little Ms. Theresa who hopped a ride on the bike back of the ranger. We quickly mounted in our respective vehicles and off we went to warmth, our beds and some real food. We got back to Seberg @ 1:30pm and I headed home, took a well deserved shower and went straight to bed!

I had a blast but after 5 times I can officially say I have retired and MI NAH GO BACK!!

THANKS TO MIKE, HOWIE, ORREL AND THE F&T FAMILY AND FRIENDS FOR A GOOD MORNING/AFTERNOON AND NIGHT WITH LOTS OF WALKING AND GOOD FUN!

NUFF LOVE

Health System Disgrace.. What's new??

Today like everyday I set out reading the Daily papers.. Then the headline hit me "DISGRACEFUL! Specimens left in open corridor outside KPH."

The article outlined the unconscionable way in which specimens to be sent to the Blood Bank, just a stone's throw away from the major public hospital in the corporate area is left outside of the transport department on the corridor exposed to the natural elements and god knows what else.

I was mortified to read of this occurrence while people wait with their lives basically flashing before their faces while such negligence is allowed to happen at this institution. One woman who was diagnosed with cancer tells the tale of how she is waiting for the test results from her amputated breast so she can know her course of treatment and ultimately her fate.

8 years ago and just recently I lost my mother and an aunt respectively to cancer, a deadly disease and I know first hand how this woman is feeling because she needs to know how to proceed with her life. I would be devastated if my mother and aunt were given this kind of treatment luckily for my family they were able to seek private care. What about the rest of Jamaicans that cannot afford to seek private care, are they left at the mercy of such unconscionable act and blatant disregard for human life???


Is this the price we pay for FREE HEALTH CARE?? We wait with bated breath on how this situation unfolds.