Your choice.”As I was talking, one of the orderly’s wheeled in a dinner cart. I started undoing the kid’s restraints. “Um sir, I wouldn’t re...ommend that. He’s a slippery one.”“I know corpsman, I was the one that grabbed him. But how’s he going to eat without hands?”“I don’t know sir. I think maybe I should talk to the doctor first.”“You go right ahead. Meanwhile, my friend and I are going to have lunch.”As the orderly was deciding what to do, I finished releasing the kid’s hands. I wasn’t too. Jerry agreed and I gave him Otto’s phone number. I listened from around the corner as Jerry talked to him and arranged for what days and times to come and clean the pool. After the phone call, I busied myself in the kitchen when Jerry told me that he talked to Otto and everything was arranged. He told me when he would be coming and I made a note on my calendar but I purposely wrote down the wrong day. My plan was to be sunning outside by the pool when Otto was due to clean the pool and let him. The next day we got up, albeit reluctantly, and got ready to do some sightseeing. I got out the brochures I had picked up before we left and a map of the island and we headed to the beach I had found.It took us about twenty minutes to drive from the hotel to where the parking area for this small beach was. We parked the car and locked it (we had intentionally left all valuables in our hotel room–this may be a resort island, but people being people…) and then took our beach gear and went to find. The reason for which was not so clear to me until mami explained it to me. It was my introduction to the ways of my family. My family is my grandfather, grandmother, 4 uncles and their wives, my mom (divorced) 4 cousin sisters (1 married) and 1 cousin brother younger than me. Well that is my family living at my grandfather’s home. My grandpa had a hotel business which my uncle’s handle now. It is profitable and has been for many generations. My dad was my grandpa’s 2 oldest sons, who don’t live.