The Caribbean, 1972

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Pan American Airways takes you to the Caribbean. To purchase a clean DVD or digital download of this film for personal home use or educational use contact us at questions@archivefarms.com. To license footage from this film for commercial use visit: www.travelfilmarchive.com

Complete Record: Pan American Airways takes you to the Caribbean. To purchase a clean DVD or digital download of this film for personal home use or educational use contact us at questions@archivefarms.com. To license footage from this film for commercial use visit: www.travelfilmarchive.com

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without closed up 9.33 at 973.51. The five most actives on the big board 7 and 5/8 sanded oil 78 and 38 up 58 US field 29 and 1/8 up 1 and 1/8. Let's look at our weather for metropolitan New York. Partly cloudy tonight and tomorrow morning with a chance of a thunder shower late tonight or tomorrow morning. The overnight low in the upper 60s will be sunny tomorrow afternoon. We hope the New York temperature now fog and possibly a shower late during the evening hours or early tomorrow morning. And the pollen count reported by Long Island Jewish Hospital in New [Applause] [Music] [Applause] [Music] Thank you Matthew Mr. [Music] Heat. Heat. Heat. [Music] Heat. Heat. Heat. [Music] I guess I've been cutting foam in these waters for more years than I care to remember. And that should make me a native to the mall. So, uh, if you would ask me what island are you from, I wouldn't know how to rightly answer. Home to me in these islands is pretty much where I drop anchor. No, I'm an islander. Last island of Stern, next island ahead. They'll both be home to me. I grew up pretty much like everything else on these islands grow, sort of springy like and got my learning like most island youngsters get theirs. Nudge through school, explore reefs to search out what the sea might be hiding. And like most island kids, making the acquaintance of waters that would be my life through the men who lived on it, fought it, respected it, and loved [Music] it. My old man used to say, "You respect the sea boy or it'll knock you over a tea kettle when you least expect it. make you sorry you weren't born a fish. [Music] I guess I was no bigger than a hand of bananas when I saw my first island. It was a new world of sights and sounds, and I had a devil of a time tuning myself in to catch the words that carried the warmth of their island on its breath. I tasted foods that were a far cry from anything I was ever brought up. Millionaire stuff, I figured. Lobster, wine. Yeah, millionaire stuff. [Music] Today there are hotels that can put you up like a Raja or Texas oil baron and make a woman feel like an ays. Rich living man. The old Caribbean is rich. The luxuries that man brought are only the cherry on top of the cream. And what used to take me an hour by Shanks mayor takes only a minute today. And that's a relief. The time you save getting to where you want to be well leaves more time for other things, I guess. [Music] Rum being the island drink. I've often wondered what the off islander thought of when he saw rum. History like um cannon frowning down some ancient fort to repel invaders or wooden ships and iron men sailing these waters to keep the peace or uh play their deadly war games. Or might they think of a proud people who built a citadel and dared an emperor like Napoleon to come and conquer them if he could. Pirates, of course. Blackbeard, Captain Kid, Henry Morgan. I hear their voices in the ringing of my own schooner. Invaders looking for treasure. Today's invaders, tourists looking for their own galondas and fountains of youth. [Applause] [Music] Heat. Heat. [Music] [Applause] I've seen islands in the Caribbean that are as much of the old world as they are new. A sort of fusing of both people speaking the language with the soft sounds of the sea around them, rich in expression. Proud people bringing to their island world recognition and appreciation their talents have earned. Heat. Heat. [Music] I guess that in a lifetime of sailing from island to island, I brought home more souvenirs than you could find in a tourist shop. Much of it plain junk. But every now and then you come across something real, something made by a hand that loved what it was making. Art schools and hobby shops were not the teachers of these island folks. An art school or hobby shop is about as common down here as snow. No, their art comes from a spirit as big as creation and expressed through hands that reach back into time itself. I guess [Music] you know old houses like old folks have their memories and as a young man I could imagine I was a guest here in the Great days made welcome by some rich planter invited to join the dancing and sometimes just just watch. [Music] I'll admit my ship It's no match with some of these beauties dancing over the water. But it gets me around the islands and it brings me back. But whether carrying copra can company, Paul or bluewater sailors with one thing in common, love for the sea. [Applause] I know some off islanders think it's all just sea, sand, and sun here in the Caribbean. And I've got to admit, we've got a fair share. But what can make one man rest can make another restless. But if you have a mind to, you can always get off your bottoms and put it on a horse. [Music] or discover the islands from a mast head so high no admiral or pirate ever had one. [Music] or just run along the sea admiring the flora and the uh and the fauna. [Music] I can recall the wedding of one of my crewmen, youngster by the name of um Arman Deson, married a beauty from one of the islands nearby. Beijing. I think she [Music] [Applause] [Music] was Armen was my maid. Joined me out of Martineique as a navigator. Well, that day he had more stars in his eyes than he ever saw in the heavens. Yeah. That was the day when laughter rippled like wedding bells. That was a day when nothing mattered but being in love. [Music] Wow. Wow. [Music] Little touch of romance. That's good for me and you. There's a little string of islands in an ocean of blue in these little tropic places where all we nice people live. Get plenty much of pleasure. So we got plenty much to give. Bam. That's the way to go. 500 miles an hour or even more. We got jumbo jets and a way to please before you know it. Manu in the West Indies and the Pint and the Santa Mar took a devil of a time to reach down here in the Caribbean. But if Columbus was alive and had to come again, he'll say come with me. Soon you will forget about Spain. I say that's the way to go. 500 miles an hour or even more. We got jumbo jets and a wake up please. Before you know it, man, you in the West Indies with all the passing the time. Famous pirates came and still the West Indies islands never were the same. But today Charlie Roger gone and O know we give thanks. There's no captain kid aboard to make me or you walk the planks. I say that's the way to go. 500 miles an hour or even more. both jets and I wait to please before you know it man you in the west Indies then came Nelson and Trafalga making history that's when Nelson say this is no place for a sailor like me I can think of other places that I would rather be take me back to the old west Indies and the sweet car that's the way to go 500 miles an hour or even more we got jumbo jets and a waiter, please. Before you know it, man, you in the West Indies. So, mister, take your lady, come get her board or jumbo jet. Make it down to the West Indies for your best vacation. Yet, you'll recapture that sweetole feeling. She'll say, "Honey, you're me man." Well, if Caribbean didn't do it, I tell you, no other place can. Panam, that's the way to go. 500 miles an hour or even more. We got jumbo jets and a way to please. Before you know it, man, you in the West Indies, that's the way to go. [Music]


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