
Henry came to Nassau when he was 12 to stay with an Aunt. Born and raised under Apartheid, his mother named him after an American Missionary that showed her family kindness. She'd often say "I gave my boy a white name so that opportunity can find him." I met him when he answered a forum post looking for local interpreters and guides for a long weekend adventure. What struck me most was his quick whit and easy humor. We became fast friends. Thanks for showing me the real Nassau.