I was born in the colony of British Guiana (now called Guyana) in South America to a black father and an East Indian mother. Being the sixth of nine children in a poor mixed-race family I struggled to find my way in the world after my father died. My mother, left with the task of raising seven young children found it near to impossible, and I had to figure out a way to help support myself and the family the best way I could. I left school at the age of fourteen to seek employment, but with little education the choices of a decent job were few and I bounced around, accepting any work I could find to earn a paycheck, and assist my mother in keeping food on the table and a roof over our heads. In 1982 I migrated to the United States and settled in New York City. Shortly after I found work in the hotel industry from where I retired after thirty-six years of service. In 2017 I moved to South Carolina where I currently live and decided to write my story. ‘The Slippery Road.’ tells of my first twenty years in British Guiana where racism and poverty ran rampant, the struggles I faced and the hope and love of family that saw me through it all.