Support the R Kirk Steele Memorial Scholarship Launch & Cocktail Party!
When: Saturday, 11 July 2009 @ 7:00PM
Where: St. Michaels' Theological College 3 Golding Avenue, Papine, Jamaica
Big up Coca Cola, Lascelles, Colefield, Rain Forrest, National our title sponsors!
Roan Kirk Anthony Steele - BORN on January 8, 1977: DIED on April 17, 2009.

Not long after the passing of our dear friend, R. Kirk Steele, the idea of a scholarship in his honour was bandied about. So as not to allow the concept to die after the moment had faded, a few individuals decided to start the process that would hopefully lead to establishing a scholarship at St. George's College in September, 2009. The group contacted the school's Principal, and are well on the way to having an R. Kirk Steele Memorial Scholarship in place for the new school year.

Some aspects of the scholarship up for consideration were: Criteria, Applicable Student/Form, Value of Scholarship and Funding.

Early discussions involved Noelle Nicolls, Kishman Spence, Lyndon Latore, David Wright and (Steele's uncle) Claude Espeut. Below are the initial decisions made on the foregoing areas.

Dear God: As I stare into the here and now I wonder what awaits me in the now and then. The road I walked on last brought me here. I wasn’t alone, but I often felt alone, navigating through all the immensities in life with a sense of longing to manifest your greatness.

I talk to myself without using words, finding inside of me wisdom and a propensity to express love, both of which I heavily guard lest I bear the burden of an embarrassment of bliss.

Dear Steele: This place is flooded with memories of you. Everywhere I turn memories float to the top and settle on the surface. Yesterday the police stopped Jahlani in a routine spot check. I remembered how your diplomacy skills always came into effect when we were pulled over by the police. You taught me a few tricks about slipping and sliding certain gifts in desperate times, but you always told me I wasn’t allowed to practice those tricks myself. And now you’ve finally escaped having to pay off those speeding tickets for good.

I remember this police officer stopped you over the Christmas for speeding. It happened to be at a time when we were selling tickets for Sting and Jazz and Blues. You told the police officer you had Jazz tickets, instead of Sting tickets (for which you instructed me to purchase from one of the outlets). I was rowing you about offering the more expensive ticket, and the fact that either ticket would have been sufficient. All you were talking about was what you gleaned from the officer that he has more of a Jazz and Blues kind of guy than a Sting kind of guy; how typically altruistic of you.