ated by my Anglican grammar school with its daily chapel and Sunday services. My headmaster and Latin master also happened to be the Anglican Suffragan Bishop of Kingston. I was taught to think in English and Latin by a compact, austere brown man awesomely attired in a purple robe, whose Bishop’s ring we all yearned to touch. Slavery and its aftermath, colonial society; freedom; Christianity: the need to understand these has been my motivating force. In the simplest terms, what I eventually discovered