Could it Be William In a White Hat?

The New Forestman

Directing the Church Choir

Married to Emmeline Lescouflair Nelson, the Nelsons live in Jacksonville, Florida after living the the Dallas, Texas area and earlier in Rochester New York. William from Jamaica, Emmeline from Haiti, I think they take better to the southern climate.

Emmeline on the Sabbath Trail

William can often be seen sporting a black hat. Added to his towering frame, he will easily stand out in a crowd. As a clothing designer, he has available unique stylish clothes. I dare you to find William in a traditional tie.

As a musician and writer, William covers primarily religious topics. Please browse through his articles, poems and take advantage of his free downloadable music.

The one question that everyone will ask is "Why is William called The Forestman?" Why indeed!

Why "Forestman?" People often asked me to tell them the story behind this lyric. I was in a park by the beach. Picture yourself taking a stroll down to the beach after the sun was set and only the moon and stars lighting your path. The place almost deserted; except for a few lovers who were lying in the sand as the waves occasionally wiggled its self between their feet. Well this is the story. While living at Harbour View, in St Andrews Jamaica. I used to take regular evening strolls, crossing the carriage way and down to the beach. I normally do this whenever I am home after work and the walls of house feels as though they are prison walls. Whenever I just cannot hold me anymore, and I need a place where I can escape to where I can feel free; of the times I would head for the beach. There, amongst the trees in the park, the sound of the waves, and the sense of the Spirit of God there with me, my thoughts were able to roam as lyrics flowed freely. I have written many lyrics while sitting at that beach. This night was different though, with my guitar in my hand, I climbed one of the trees in the park and took a comfortable seat. In some trees close by I could hear birds making ruffling sounds. They are probably wondering amongst themselves. What is this man doing in our house? At that moment I felt as free as those birds next to me and I wished in my heart; that that place were my permanent home. I felt as though I should be in a forest somewhere amongst the trees, birds and water: a man of the forest! Thus the name was born, "Forestman". That said night, I wrote the lyric, "Peace is in the valley."