In Man Free, There is a segment of the movie filmed at a gambling house in Kingston. As the filmmaker, I spent several days at the gambling house filming. Each night, I slept on the Craps table, something I will always remember and look back on with a fondness. Being a filmmaker, fully immersed in my project, and going to sleep on a Craps table in Kingston at an illegal gambling house. In the morning Roy, a gentle man who worked at the gambling house as caretaker and chef, would make me breakfast. I was touched at how gentle he was, and how nice to me he was. He always made sure I was fed and looked after. Each night around supper time, he would make a huge dinner for all the people who were gambling, and some people would come over around that time who didn't gamble, but wanted to taste Roy's AMAZING Curry Chicken. And on one day, when I was starving from running around carrying my camera all day long, I wanted a second serving of his chicken, then I wanted a third serving, I was so hungry. One of the local Jamicans got angry and yelled at me in front of everyone. "Who does this white boy from America think he is, he comes in here and eat all the food prepared for us Jamaicans!" (I'm paraphrasing.) Oh man, Roy got very upset and waved his 10 inch kitchen knife in that mans face and scolded him fiercely. "This is my friend" Roy shouted at the man. "He can have whatever he wants, and whatever amount he wants!" The angry man shut up and I had my third helping of Roy's Amazing Curry Chicken. The next morning I woke to Roy making breakfast and I got my camera out and filmed him at work.
For years afterwards, when I would go to Kingston, I would visit my friends at the gambling house and it was always Roy who I looked forward to seeing most. We would sit and chat, and he would make me Curry Chicken, sometimes he would make me Curry Goat. He is my good friend.