Fa­thers of­ten share spe­cial bonds with their chil­dren. For 80-year-old Chanka Ram­rat­tan, that bond is a shared love for fit­ness and ex­er­cise with his 46-year-old son Nari.

Most peo­ple wor­ry about their heart. Some wor­ry about their blood sug­ar, can­cer, cho­les­terol, blood pres­sure or the mys­te­ri­ous ache that ap­pears af­ter the age of forty and nev­er en­tire­ly leaves.

Rash­es in Trinidad & To­ba­go are main­ly due to heat, dirt or al­ler­gy. In­fec­tious caus­es such as measles and Ger­man measles have al­most en­tire­ly been erad­i­cat­ed by the Min­istry of Health’s im­mu­ni­sa­tion pro­grammes. The on­ly “old-time” rash hang­ing around is chick­en­pox. There may or may not be an out­break of chick­en­pox start­ing in T&T if you be­lieve the news­pa­pers and some par­ents, but if the Min­istry of Health knows any­thing else, they are not say­ing. There is a vac­cine that pre­vents chick­en­pox, but it is not of­fered rou­tine­ly in T&T.

There are eas­i­er ways to spend a hol­i­day than hik­ing through freez­ing tem­per­a­tures, gasp­ing for breath at 12,500 feet above sea lev­el and stand­ing with­in sight of one of the most ac­tive vol­ca­noes in the world.

There are mo­ments that re­mind us just how deeply the roots of Caribbean and African cul­tures are in­ter­twined, long be­fore we ever cross oceans to meet.

There comes a sea­son in many women’s lives when they ask them­selves, “What am I meant to build next?”

Even as a young boy, Bradley Ram­cha­ran knew he want­ed to be a fa­ther. He had it all mapped out in his head: two chil­dren, a boy and a girl. To­day, the Lib­er­ty Caribbean multi­na­tion­al and gov­ern­ment sales di­rec­tor has ex­act­ly what he wished for.

For men who show up with­out fan­fare, An­cel Mal­oney’s “Salute” feels like a much-need­ed pat on the back — a hip-hop gospel re­lease cen­tring on fa­thers, step­fa­thers and men­tors in fam­i­lies and com­mu­ni­ties.

Fa­ther’s Day is the per­fect oc­ca­sion to recog­nise the men who show up every day with strength, guid­ance and love, and great style is an­oth­er way many fa­thers ex­press their per­son­al­i­ty.

For six years, a col­lec­tion of po­ems, mono­logues and short scenes sat un­fin­ished, wait­ing for its mo­ment.

When you walk down the au­to­mo­tive aisle or pull in­to a ser­vice sta­tion, you are im­me­di­ate­ly con­front­ed with a dizzy­ing wall of en­gine oils. You will see dif­fer­ent brands, dif­fer­ent coloured bot­tles, and cryp­tic num­bers like 10W-40 or 0W-20. It is in­cred­i­bly tempt­ing to just grab the cheap­est bot­tle on sale and as­sume that “oil is oil.” How­ev­er, mak­ing this as­sump­tion is one of the most dan­ger­ous and ex­pen­sive mis­takes you can make for your ve­hi­cle’s longevi­ty.

From a sin­gle ice-cream cart and a dream to a thriv­ing store­front in Brook­lyn’s Lit­tle Caribbean, the sto­ry of Mr P’s is as much about fam­i­ly as it is about frozen treats.