Buffett: "I spent a year living on my boat in the British Virgin Islands. One night I was anchored in Jost Van Dyke in front of Foxy's Bar and was staring out at the lights of St. Thomas in the distance. All of a sudden the electricity went out and the stars were the only lights left. I imagined the panic at the power plant while the stars smugly shone on into the dawn, and the song became the chronicle of the things I had done and seen that week. Better than notes on a calendar."
Ken - LaSalle, Canada