Island Dwellers

No man is an island. I don't agree. We are all islands. We build bridges, connecting our island with another island and another and another. Some bridges are strong, well connected, able to withstand extremes of weather, high seas, howling gales. Some are flimsy, sway in the wind. Some are frequently crossed and recrossed. Some are overgrown with weeds from disuse but passable. Some have been bombed into pieces never to be crossed again. Ultimately all men are islands. I like my island. There are many bridges.  I will make you go through passport control on your first visit. Be nice and you will be welcome.