07-10-2014, 08:35 AM
Thanks for the big up Sharleen. I was very fortunate to have a husband who cared very much for me and took good care of me. He had a nice octagon house on Westland Mountain when I met him and a car too. The first time he drove me up to his house he got on one knee and asked me to marry him. He told me that his house was mine and he put it in his will that I should be able to stay there until I die although I didn't know it until after he passed. I had never requested that he do this he just did it.
Our life was very good living in the yard and visiting old time Negril people and family. We would usually drive out at sunset and cruise the beach road and then go up to the west end and do whatever would strike our fancy. His cousin Clive Holeness donated the land the where the water tower was built on Westland Mountain so there was never a water problem. We would work with the neighbours and we would all join our water hoses together to run water to our holding tanks.
We would drive out on Christmas Eve Day to Kingston to shop and visit family and then drive back across the island on Christmas Eve. What a celebration it was. Santa Cruz and Sav were always rocking with the stores being open late into the night. He made sure I knew Jamaica well and my favourite get away was Bathe. We were fortunate to travel throughout much of the Caribbean.
He was Leon also known as Bobsy and Tippers. He passed in 2009. His brother Anjou passed the beginning of March. His sister Miss Millie still lives right where she was born next to Cool Brown. She loves to see the tourists come and is happy to squeeze fresh juice for them. Those are the original three from Cyril Hinds and Miss Ella Munroe. There were many other siblings including Cool Brown. Miss Millie is the only one left. She calls me weekly as well as Leon's children and they tell me the only thing wrong is that I am not there.
I plan on resting in the yard with my husband when I pass and am very torn between Michigan and Negril. I have excellent Doctors here in Kalamazoo and this is where I went to college. It is our philosophy here that we are our Brothers keeper. Whenever I see homeless people in other cities I tell them to come to Kalamazoo because they will be fed and have a place to stay. We will help them. On the other hand I miss my family in Negril so much. I am drawing my teachers retirement now and hopefully when my social security kicks in three months I can split my time between the two places.
Our life was very good living in the yard and visiting old time Negril people and family. We would usually drive out at sunset and cruise the beach road and then go up to the west end and do whatever would strike our fancy. His cousin Clive Holeness donated the land the where the water tower was built on Westland Mountain so there was never a water problem. We would work with the neighbours and we would all join our water hoses together to run water to our holding tanks.
We would drive out on Christmas Eve Day to Kingston to shop and visit family and then drive back across the island on Christmas Eve. What a celebration it was. Santa Cruz and Sav were always rocking with the stores being open late into the night. He made sure I knew Jamaica well and my favourite get away was Bathe. We were fortunate to travel throughout much of the Caribbean.
He was Leon also known as Bobsy and Tippers. He passed in 2009. His brother Anjou passed the beginning of March. His sister Miss Millie still lives right where she was born next to Cool Brown. She loves to see the tourists come and is happy to squeeze fresh juice for them. Those are the original three from Cyril Hinds and Miss Ella Munroe. There were many other siblings including Cool Brown. Miss Millie is the only one left. She calls me weekly as well as Leon's children and they tell me the only thing wrong is that I am not there.
I plan on resting in the yard with my husband when I pass and am very torn between Michigan and Negril. I have excellent Doctors here in Kalamazoo and this is where I went to college. It is our philosophy here that we are our Brothers keeper. Whenever I see homeless people in other cities I tell them to come to Kalamazoo because they will be fed and have a place to stay. We will help them. On the other hand I miss my family in Negril so much. I am drawing my teachers retirement now and hopefully when my social security kicks in three months I can split my time between the two places.