How sweet is death; It’s life that’s the great tragedy. People keep saying I am strong. They will soon tire of my ruminations; stop reading, stop commenting, and say she’s weak, and then look at me with pity. They will say, ‘What happened to that Energizer. What a waste of good talent’. Steele hated pity. He even told my parents …
How we honour the dead as life goes on
People are not particularly interested or capable of remembering all the details. My girlfriend says it’s hard for her to pick out the details, because my whole life was surrouded by Steele. When we are so emersed in life, we often take the details for granted. Now, I have a slight obsession with remembering the details. Like my obsession with …
A friend who was like a brother
My Faculty of Humanities and Education colleague, my G2K colleague, my Guild Council colleague, my Rex Nettleford Hall colleague, my drinking parry, my flexing parry, my pork parry, my sports parry, my chilling parry, my road trip parry, MY BROTHER. I think Noelle would have probably been often told that she had two husbands because the only thing Steele and …
So beautiful: a mother’s love
The Thursday morning before Steele died I called my mother in the Bahamas and asked her to come to Jamaica as soon as she could. I didn’t know Steele was going to die the next day; I didn’t know why I wanted her there; I just did. She came on a 9 pm flight from the Bahamas. That night I …
Homecoming memories (Bahamas Tribute to Steele)
Steele only came to the Bahamas once. He was so nervous about coming and excited at the same time. He thought I was going to introduce him to so many people; he wasn’t looking forward to that. But when we arrived he obediently followed me to meet a few Aunts, Uncles Goddies and friends. We were only going to be …