Part 318: Day 67

Libby slowly opened the door to the outside. The metal made a clanking sound and she wondered for a few seconds if Desmond had any WD40. She looked around the clearing outside the Shark Tank and found the person she wanted to see. Hal was standing on the peer looking out into the distance of the ocean. The sun was creeping over the horizon very slowly. The therapist smiled as she proceeded to walk out toward the peer.

Hal turned when he heard her approaching. The cop offered a smile at her arrival. Libby slowly slid her arms around his right arm and leaned her head onto his shoulder. “Good morning,” he whispered.

“Good morning,” she replied.

“You’re up early.” He mentioned.

“You wake up every morning to see the sun rise. I figured I’d start joining you.”

“Thank you.” He replied, “Sun rises are best shared.”

“Yes,” she smiled back at him.

“I think Ian would have loved this one. Notice how the orange becomes gold just above it’s zenith.”

“Yes. It’s quite beautiful.”

Hal paused for a moment, then gently moved his arm away from her. Libby then smirked as he positioned it around her waist. The therapist enjoyed being close to him. It was like what Joscelyn said that Hurley called her; she was real. To Libby, Hal was very real. He wasn’t hiding behind innuendo or false bravado; he was a man who stood for his beliefs and stood behind his action. “Hal,” she whispered.

“Libby,” he smirked.

“You think . ..the cost of living is decent in San Francisco?” she smiled.

“It’s pretty decent. Provided you have a good paying job.”

“Like a Clinical Psychologist?” she giggled.

“Like a clinical psychologist.” He agreed.

The two then turned to face each other. Libby smiled as she put her arms around his neck and Hal held onto her waist. The cop then gently moved her hair and tucked it behind her ear. “What are you thinking right now?” she whispered, rubbing the back of his head.

“Oh, I was just thinking,” he smiled, “When my son died and my wife left me . . .I never thought I would be able to care about anybody again . . .that I would never . . .love again.”

Libby felt her head pounding slightly at his world.

“Let me ask you something, doctor,” he smiled, “Do you think it’s possible for a cop with a hole in his soul . . .that he could find some joy to refill it and move on with his life?”

“On this Island,” Libby whispered, “Anything is possible.”

The couple gently shared a soft kiss until the glare of the rising son. Libby had only know Hal for a few weeks. She had fallen for him in a short days time. By her training in psychology, it made no sense to her. It shouldn’t have been happening. In fact, had she been on the other side of the desk, she would have told she was rushing it; it was going too fast. However, Hal once told her that she should embrace the magic of the Island. At that moment, Magic was all she could think about.

Until she heard girlish laughter.

Libby parted from Hal and looked toward her left. Flower and Andra were hiding behind a tree, giggling at them. Hal winced his face, slightly embarrassed. Libby just sighed, dropping her head into his chest. The girls continued to giggle until they ran back into the Shark Tank. “They’re going to tell everybody.” Hal whispered.

“Yes,” Libby agreed, giggling herself.

“Kids,” the cop scoffed.

“Worse,” the therapist sighed, “They’re teenagers.”


As the afternoon had arrived, most of the survivors were just doing their best to stay busy. Jilly was buried deep in an old book she found; apparently the Shark Tank was equipped with it’s own library. The man called Ecko had been welcomed by most of the core group, especially when it was revealed that he was a priest. Natasha enjoyed speaking with him cause she mentioned Bernard and how he was their pillar of faith. Locke had spent the majority of the time at the bottom of the observation station; still sorting through old papers and books. Claire and Kristy were laughing and telling stories in the main living room area. Aaron laughed as he was with his mother on the couch. Then they heard some yelling down the hallway. “You are completely off your rocker, brother!” Desmond screamed.

“Look, Des, I am in the sodding industry,” Charlie countered, “I would like to think I know what I am talking about.”

“It was the bloody Beatles!!” Desmond screamed in his face, “You are bloody wrong!!”

“How is it you and I are from the same continent?” the singer said in disbelief.

“Charlie, that is one of me favorite songs. I don’t think it was sung by them. I would never be a fan of THEM!!”

“I’m just saying-“

“Look, there are three records of their songs in the broom closet,” the stranger pointed, “I will get them and prove it to you.”

Charlie shrugged his shoulders as Desmond disappeared down another adjacent tunnel. He walked over toward the couch as the baby started to laugh at his presence. Claire laughed for a second, then looked curious. “Goodness, Charlie,” she asked, “What were you two arguing about?”

“Desmond doesn’t believe me that Last Train to Clarksville was sung by The Monkies.” Charlie said in all seriousness.

“What??” Kristy laughed, “THAT . .brought up the yelling?”

“Music is a serious business, luv,” Charlie smiled.

“Hey, guys,” Jack walked into the living room area.

“Hey, Jack,” Kristy whispered with a grin.

Jack laughed for a two seconds, looking slightly embarrassed. “Have any of you seen Hal?” he asked.

“He’s out side with Micheal,” Claire pointed, “They were trying to repay some of the cabins for people to live in.”

“Hal and Libby were macking this morning,” Kristy giggled.

“Macking?” Jack laughed, “How many times do I have to say it? We are not in high school.”

“You were the high school nerd, weren’t you, Jack?” the model smiled.

Jack laughed and then said, “And who were you, Kristy? Captain of the Glee Committee?”

“I was the captain of the Cheerleaders and we ate guys like you for breakfast,” she said, trying to her right leg in between his legs.

Jack immediately jumped back and paused, his cheeks flushing red. “I think I’ll go find Hal now.” He laughed.

Then a blood curling scream echoed out of the hallway.

Everybody stopped one they were doing and looked at the hallway where Desmond went too. Soon the curly brown haired man walked out of the area, almost in a daze. He slowly began to walk the other way, ashamed to show his face. “What the hell is Desmond’s problem?” Jack asked.

Charlie sighed. “He just became a Monkies fan.” He whispered.

Jack just shook it off and proceeded to walk back outside. He maneuvered past the boxes in the main hallway to the exit door and pushed it open. As he did, Eddie turned around to look at him briefly; gently tossing around his duct tape ball in his hands. Jack sighed and then proceeded to walk past him. “Uh . .Jack?” Eddie asked.

Jack stopped and turned to look at him.

“I’m . . .uh . . . .sorry I kicked you.” The little boy said, still staring at his ball.

Jack then smiled at the boy’s apology. It was a great effort on Eddie’ part, he could tell. “Your mother told you apologize?” the doctor asked.

“Yeah, kinda,” Eddie finally looked up at him, “I also kinda thought . . .Tony wouldn’t have wanted me to act that way.”

“You’re very mature for your age, Eddie,” Jack said, twisting to face him, “And I am sorry too.”

“What for?” the kid raised an eyebrow.

“I never should have judged Raven,” the doctor admitted, “He’s . . .something I couldn’t comprehend but when I sat down and talked with him, I finally understood . . .he’s as human as the rest of us.”

Eddie smiled. “Thanks, Jack.” He replied.

“You off to play ball?”

“In a minute. Walt went to go walk Vincent so he could . . .you know . .poop.”

“Oh,” Jack smirked.

Then the two friends heard a small clapping sound. They turned to look up on the ridge where Sebastian was jumping up and down; clapping to get Eddie’s attention. The little boy then pointed in the distance excitedly. “Looks like Sebastian can’t wait.” The doctor pointed out.

“Yeah, I guess not,” Eddie ran and laughed, “Hey, Jack! If you see Walt, tell him we are over here!!”

“Have fun, Eddie,” Jack waved to him as he finally walked over to see Hal and Micheal on the cabin, repairing the roof.

He looked up to the two men. Micheal was wiping his sweat, while Hal was hammering in a section of the roof from split bamboo. “Hey, guys!” Jack waved.

“Afternoon, Jack, “Hal smiled, “What’s the good word?”

“Came to see you, Hal,” the doctor admitted, “ It’s been damn difficult to get Locke out of the Observation Station but he agreed to come out for a while later this afternoon to hunt boar. You are pretty good with a firearm, I was wondering if you’d come with us to help snag a few.”

“Been a while since I’ve been hunting, “ the cop smirked, “Yeah. I’m in.”

“Good. In the meantime, you guys need a hand?”

“Yeah, Jack, “ Micheal pointed, “Hand us some bamboo, will ya?”

Jack reached down and grabbed two split bamboo planks. He then grunted as he shifted them upward toward the two men on the roof. They weren’t heavy; just ackward to hold. Micheal took one plank and shifted it aside as Hal began to hammer it in. “Hey, Jack, “ Micheal called down, “You think Hal is good enough for Libby?”

“Shut up, man,” Hal laughed.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Jack played along, “I think Libby is a sucker for the tough cop with rugged good looks.”

“You guys are too much.”

“Go for it, Hal. If you think it’s right.”

“Oh, I plan too, trust me,” Hal grabbed another nail, “Now what do you plan to do about Kristy, Jack?”

“Kristy?” Micheal said confused.

The doctor below blinked in surprise. He thought of the little trick she tried to play on him not five minutes ago, by playfully touching his inner thigh. “Is there something going on I should know about?” Jack asked.

“Jack, you got to be blind not to notice,” Hal laughed, “You got this model serving you coffee and making sure you have breakfast in the morning. Not to mention, Libby overheard the girls talking at night. Kristy has had a crush on you since you two met.”

“Really?” Jack asked.

“Yeah and since Kate and Ana-Lucia are away on that boat, Kristy thinks she’s got a decent shot at getting closer to you.”

“Ooooohhh,” Micheal said with wild eyes, “Looks like it’s open season on Jack!”

Jack took a deep sigh and picked up another bamboo plank. “I take it back, “ he said to himself, “We ARE in high school.”



Elsewhere in the jungle behind the Shark Tank, Ecko stood alone. He was taking in deep breathes; breathes he could not have achieved a few days ago. Raven gave him more than his life back; he gave him a new appreciation for life. He vowed to himself and the soul of his brother that he wouldn’t take any thing for granted any more; least of all his new friends. The large black man gently rested his hands on his Penance Stick, taking in another deep breath. He paused when he heard a familiar perfume scent. “Hello, Natasha.” He whispered.

The brunette giggled as she held up a makeshift gun-hand and pulled the trigger on him. “Got you.” She laughed.

Ecko laughed as he faked being shot, grabbing his chest. The two people laughed, sharing their personal joke. “What are you doing out here alone?” she asked.

“I wished to be with these trees.” He pointed.

“Why?”

“They are my favorite.” He pointed to all three of them.

Natasha found the man intriguing. He had told them his story over dinner. Ecko said he was once one of Nigeria’s notorious drug dealers. Then he tried to smuggle a large quantity of them out of the country but it was dressed as priests. In the event of them leaving, his brother was shot dead. Then as they soared into the sky, a large dark cloud engulfed them and then the next moment they appeared on the Island. Ecko then began to scour the Island for a place to live and food to survive. “You’ve really been on this Island for 11 years?” Natasha asked.

“Yes,” he smiled.

“I can’t imagine it. I mean . . .were you lonely?”

“I was . . for the first three years. For the longest time, I only had God for company . .until he sent me Raven.”

Natasha smiled. “You really like him, don’t you?” she asked.

“We are both orphans and brothers by fate. I thought that it was my fate to die on this Island and it was Raven’s fate to die by his own hand. Raven’s fate has been changed and thanks to God’s will and Raven’s hand, my own fate has changed as well.”

“It was Watchman that rebuilt Raven,” Natasha pointed out, “Not God.”

Ecko smiled at her. He gently put his hand on her shoulder. “EVERYTHING . .is God’s will.” He said proudly.

Natasha sighed, shaking her head in agreement. “You remind me of Bernard.” She whispered.

“A friend of yours?”

“Yes,” she whispered, “He didn’t judge me on who I was. He treated me with kindness. He and his wife . . .were executed by the Liberation.”

“Bernard was strong in his faith?”

“The strongest I had seen . . until I met you.”

“Would you like to hear my favorite bible verse?” Ecko smiled.

“No,” she grinned.

“Remain in me and I will remain in you. John 15:4.”

“What does it tell you?”

“It tells me that as long as I have my faith . . .everything will be all right.”

Natasha smiled at the man. He may have looked like a pro-wrestler but the way he quoted scripture, she felt safe around him. Before she could say anything else, their attention was grabbed by a female screaming in the distance. Ecko turned swiftly, wondering what was going on. Before Natasha could say anything, he was already running into the jungle to follow the sound. “ECKO!!” Natasha screamed as she ran after him.


Up on the ridge, Eddie and Sebastian were tossing the ball back and forth as they ran along the clearing. Sebastian then got a little playful as he threw the ball as hard as he could making it soar over the other kid’s head. Eddie laughed as he ran to get it into the wooded area. He paused for a second, wondering when Walt would arrive. The boy was happy that he had friends to play with. He missed Tony, Uncle John and Uncle McKay but it didn’t change the fact that they were older than him. It felt good to be with kids his age. Eddie then turned to join Sebastian.

Only to find him missing.

“Sebastian?” Eddie called.

The boy then panicked when he realized Sebastian couldn’t answer him cause he didn’t even speak. Eddie dropped his ball and ran toward the bushes area where the child was. He knew he would be in massive trouble if he lost the sick little boy. By the time Eddie got over to the area, he was then blanketed in a pale green smoke. He coughed and coughed, as he felt the smoke affecting him someone. The stinging sensation in his brain and the fact that his limps all of a sudden became useless, he knew he was getting knocked out. By the time he felt onto the ground; all he could see was a giant gray blur reaching down a massive clawed hand at him.



Barbara laughed as she and Jilly emerged from the woods. Barbara had been telling her fond stories of her husband and how he would make her laugh when they first met. Both of the women had been going into hardship and through the magic of The Island, found each other. Barbara began to view the deaf girl as a daughter she never had. They stayed with each other through thick and thin during their capture of the Liberation. It was fun to be walking in the woods, picking fruit for the others. It gave them something to do plus it was nice not to be shot at or chased by people they didn’t know. “Barbara,” someone said behind her.

The redheaded woman gasped, dropping her fruit. She turned around and as she did, Jilly turned around with her. Barbara was frozen for a second, seeing a man she hadn’t seen in weeks. “Bobby?” she gasped.

“Hello, ladies,” the man smiled.

Barbara and Jilly ran to embrace him. Bobby laughed as both the ladies hugged him. “Bobby,” Jilly laughed, “We thought you were dead!”

“No, I only got the wits scared out of me. Once the Liberation started firing on me, I hauled butt toward the woods. They said I was dead?”

“Yes!” Barbara said, kissing him on the cheek, “I am happy you are alive, Bobby!”

“Nor more than I. How is Clay and the others?”

“Oh, Bobby, you got to come with us, “ Jilly said, pulling on his hand, “You’re never gonna believe this. The other survivors of the flight came and rescued us. They are a great bunch of people! You’ll love them.”

“Is that a fact?” Bobby smiled, “Where are they?”

“This way,” Barbara said, then stopped to pick up her fruit, “You have to meet them. You have to meet my son. He’s alive, Bobby.”

“That’s nice to know.”

“He was watched over by a wonderful group of guys.”

“Yeah, I am sure those three are something.”

Barbara put one more fruit in her basket, then stopped when she finally thought about what Bobby had said. She then slowly stood up and looked at him. “Bobby,” she whispered slowly, “How is it . . .you know that Eddie was taken care of by THREE men?”

Bobby just stared at her, shifting over in his swagger. “Why don’t you just take me to Argos and I’ll tell you there?” he sneered.

“How . . .How is it you know about the computer in the Shark Tank?” the older woman replied.

“What are you guys talking about?” Jilly asked, realizing they were talking.

Then in a split second, Bobby grabbed Barbara and twisted her around, putting her in a headlock. The redheaded woman then screamed when she felt a knife poking her ribs; making her scream. “Don’t struggle, Barbara, “he ordered, “I don’t think dear doctor Jack can heal a punctured lung.”

“Bobby, what are you-“ Jilly looked confused.

“BACK OFF, JILLY!!!” He said pointing the knife at her, “You want Barbara to remain safe, you stay where you are.”

The deaf woman held up her hands, showing Bobby that she wasn’t moving. Barbara held onto his arm, grunting. “Why . .why are you doing this?” she hissed.

“It’s also cause and effect, Barbara. Maintaining the balance. I got something you want and you got something I want.”

Barbara then felt her heart sink into her chest. Bobby said he had something she wanted and she could only think of one thing precious to her. “Eddie?” she whispered.

“He’s safe for now,” Bobby warned, “Whether he stays that way is up to you.”

Bobby then tightened his grip when he saw two figures emerge from the woods. Ecko paused for a second while Natasha stayed behind him. Jilly still didn’t move. Bobby saw the new arrivals and then began to laugh. “Ecko,” he chuckled, “Why am I not surprised?”

Ecko glared at the man with a hate he only reserved for a few. Natasha saw his face and the face of the stranger. “Ecko, you know this guy?” the brunette asked.

“I know him.” Ecko whispered plainly.

“Oh, my God,” Barbara whispered hearing what the black man just said, “If he knows you, then . . .then YOU WEREN’T ON THE PLANE!!!”

“Doesn’t it feel nice to put it all together, Barbara?” Bobby laughed in her ear.

“But that’s . ..you . .you were in the water with us.” Jilly pointed out.

“I was nearby when you crashed. I couldn’t have thought of a better way to make you trust me, than to make you think I was one of you. I jumped into the drink and you were none the wiser.”

“Did the Liberation really shoot at you . .or did they let you go?” Barbara grunted.

“No, the Liberation shot at me. Luckily I escaped. They were never really fond of our experiments. They were more interested in that damn computer and the psychic amplifier.”

“Our experiments?” the redheaded woman jolted.

“Him. ..and Ethan.” Ecko answered for him.

“ETHAN?” Natasha gasped.

Ecko slowly raised up his stick and began to approach them. Barbara then held up her hands, forcing him to stop. “No, Ecko, please!” she begged, “He’s got my son!”

“That’s right, Ecko,” Bobby smirked, “Barbara and I are partners. She’s going to insure I get what I want.”

Bobby then shoved her forward, as Jilly quickly caught her. She helped Barbara back up. Ecko then maneuvered himself in front of her, looking directly at Bobby. “And what is it that you do want?” he asked.

“Ah,” Bobby sighed, “A timely question. Well, listen up, the lot of you. Cause you are going to explain to your fearless leader my demands. I want the exceptional ones and access to the Argos computer.”

“Exceptional Ones?” Barbara asked.

“Yeah, Barbara. I got the two worthless ones so I could trade them for the exceptional ones. I have Eddie and Sebastian . . .and I will trade them for Walt and Aaron. The ruler of the army and the high mountain.”

“What?” Natasha asked confused.

“You bastard,” the older redhead hissed, “There is no way Desmond and Micheal will give up their children.”

“Then you better convince them, Barbara. I want access to the Argos computer too. And just to make sure, you understand my threat is real . . . “

Bobby then pulled out a device from his pants pocket. It was shaped like a whistle and then he put it in his mouth and blew hard. However, no sound came out. Then the women gasped as the sound of a massive roar. Ecko then blinked in fear, recognizing the sound of the bestial roar.



Walt finally came back from the woods. He looked around and didn’t see Eddie or Sebastian anywhere. Shannon was laughing with Flower and Andra in the clearing around the cabins. Jack, Hal and Micheal were finishing up the roof on the cabin. The little boy then walked over toward them, with Vincent following behind. “Hey, dad,” he called from below.

“Hey, buddy,” Micheal laughed, “Vincent finally found a spot to do his business?”

“Yeah. If I didn’t know better, I’d say he was getting picky.” Walt giggled.

“Eddie and Sebastian are up in the ridge, Walt. They sat to meet them there.” Jack said, as he wiped his sweat.

“Cool. Thanks, Jack.” He said, grabbing his dog to go join his friends.

Then Raven landed on the ground not more than four feet from him. “WHOA!!” Walt screamed as he fell back on the ground, making Vincent bark.

“Raven, what the hell do you think you’re-“ Jack demanded.

“Where is Eddie?” the masked man as he slung down the bananas he was out collecting.

“He’s up on the ridge, playing with Sebastian. Why?” Jack asked.

“I felt a twitch in my servos,” he said, turning around to stare in to the jungle, “The last time I felt was when the Watchman Relay Access was telling me Eddie was in danger.”

“Eddie’s in danger?” Walt blinked.

Then a loud roar echoed through the valley. Raven squinted his eyes at the sound of the monster, knowing he heard it before. Jack blinked and began to swell up in a fit of panic; knowing full well that was NOT the roar of the Polliwog. Hal and Micheal immediately stopped what they were doing at the sound. Walt then held onto Vincent who didn’t stop barking. “What the hell was that-“ Micheal tried to ask, until he was interrupted by the screams of Andra and Flower.

The two lost girls then dropped what they were doing and ran inside the Shark Tank. Shannon looked confused, then ran in after them. Raven then proceeded to run into the jungle. As he did, he left a blue trail of light behind him. Jack then dropped his plank, and ran toward a duffle bag near a tree. He quickly reached in and grabbed three pistols. Hal and Micheal were already jumping down off the cabin. The doctor quickly put a pistol in each of their hands. “Get back in the bunker, “ Micheal ordered his son, “And don’t come out till I get back! Move it, boy!”

Walt wanted to help Eddie but he didn’t want to argue with his father. Besides, he thought it would be a good idea to tell Locke. He saw his father and the two men run into the woods right on Raven’s heels. They couldn’t keep up with him but luckily, he left a blue trail of light to follow.



Ecko blinked as the monster stopped it’s howl. Barbara was incredibly afraid but she felt more rage than anything. Jilly held onto her trembling friend. Natasha just stood behind Ecko, not knowing what to do. The black man then slowly turned toward Bobby. “You have awakened the beast.” He said, making statement than a question.

“Your pet ninja couldn’t finish him off, Ecko,” Bobby giggled, “Now he’s back in my pocket.”

“Of course. Who else could control the beast . . .but the devil himself?” Ecko said coldly.

“You don’t know anything about me, Ecko. You call me Evil but I am not evil. I am merely doing what I know is right for the human race. The Herrenvolk shall rise and Walt shall lead them with Aaron as his high priest.”

“You are a mad man, and a coward.”

“Perhaps, but I am also the one who has Eddie and Sebastian. Think about it.”

Bobby turned to walk away. “Oh, Robert?” Ecko said, getting his attention.

Bobby turned and looked him, nonchalantly.

“I swear to this woman,” Ecko said in all seriousness, “If you harm those children in any way . . .I swear there will be no place on God’s green earth you can hide from me.”

“You were always such a bad ass, Ecko but it’ll take more than biblical threats to scare me. You make sure you tell Jack my demands and here, “ Bobby said, pulling something out of his back pocket, and tossing it to the black man, “Give him that, so he’ll believe I actually exist.”

Ecko caught the object with one arm, putting at her chest. Barbara gritted her teeth, trying to talk through her rage. “Bobby,” she hissed, “You tell me . . .you tell me my son is all right.”

“I told you, Barbara, he’s fine for now. If he stay that way is up to you. Ciao.”

Bobby turned around and proceeded to walk into the jungle. Ecko tried to stifle his rage, trying to maintain his focus. He wanted to chase the evil man and punish him with the Penance stick but the boys lives were at stake. He had to play by Bobby’s rules for now. He slowly turned and began to motion for the women to move the other way back toward the shark tank. By the time they got a good ten feet from their original spot, they saw someone approaching up on the hill. Barbara blinked when she saw it was Jack, Hal and Micheal. “JACK!!!” she screamed in tears.

“Barbara!” Jack said, running up to her and embracing her, “It’s all right. Are you okay? What is going on?”

“He’s . ..he’s got my baby,” she wept.

“What?” Hal blinked, “Who does?”

“This man,” Ecko held up the object to Jack, as further inspection showed it to be a passport.

“What is this?” the doctor asked.

“His passport,” Ecko said, “ To prove to you his threat was real. Where is Raven?”

“We . .were . .following him up here, “Micheal panted, “But we couldn’t keep up with him.”

“I will find him and return soon,” Ecko said, proceeding to walk back into the jungle.

Jack then grabbed him by the arm stopping him. “Wait, Ecko,” he demanded, “I need to know what is going on.”

“They will explain everything.” The black man calmly replied, “Please, Jack. I must find Raven, for he is the only one who stands a change of stopping the beast.”

“Beast?” the doctor blinked.

“Please, Jack, let him go,” Natasha begged, “He knows what he is doing.”

Jack slowly let go of the man’s arm. Ecko gave a smiling glance toward Natasha and then proceeded to run into the woods to find his friend. Jack looked at the others with a bewildered look. Someone they didn’t know had come out of nowhere and took Barbara’s son and at that moment, they were too upset to explain why. Jack was hoping the bad stuff was over but it clearly wasn’t. They had a new threat and that man had taken two of their own. Two children who did no harm to anyone. Jack slowly looked at the passport so he could remember the man’s name. He had to explain what was happening to Desmond and Isabella. He wiped out the dirt from the passport to get the man’s full name.

It read Robert Franklin Goodwin.