POW SMITH. I was sure that we were going to be shot, because all the stories that I had heard at Fort Bragg... When we arrived...everybody sat down, lit up a cigarette, offered us one, gave us some bananas to eat, patted us and reassured us that everything was going to be all right.... They constructed a small shack just big enough for the four of us; they slept out in hammocks in the water. And they allowed McClure's foot wound to heal... MODERATOR. ...this stopover at the island was specifically for the purpose of taking care of McClure's foot...(?)...