Fortress Portmore is a time and place that will never come to be again. This delightful tale tries to capture a time before cell phones took selfies and social media boards ruined lives. A time when a child could be free of tracking and of permanent photographic embarrassment. A time when constant parental intervention was not needed for safety nor encouraged. Our story is Lord of the Flies meets Ivanhoe meets inner-city racial and social class distress. All before puberty! The author tries to capture the hubris, the unfortunate choices of childhood freedom, and the fun of the same. The read is short, but may the distance you travel be via beautiful memory to your childhood haunts and the love you had for your friends and neighbors. For the people who live only in your memory, may you get to say hello and thank you once again.
