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This site is a tribute to Beryl Robertson. She is much loved and will always be remembered.

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Darling Aunt Ber, I have so many cherished memories of you, thank you so very much for the love. All my love to Pammy, Debs, Davie and Jules.
Petagaye Chin
26th March 2023
It is very hard to say goodbye to a beloved person, especially an aunt who was so close to me also in the role of a very dear friend. My memories of our relationship are very important to me and it is a great regret that I have not been able to see her in so many years. Life separated us physically, but we spoke often on the phone and continued to share the important aspects of our lives. Having both left Jamaica so many years ago it was important to be able to talk about the memories of my mother Winifred, her sister, and other members of the family. I send my love and prayers to Pam, Debbie, Dave, Julie, and all of her beloved grandchildren and other family members. She is deeply missed but we have all been fortunate in having enjoyed her laughter, her smiles, her love and her caring heart. I am grateful for all the experiences we shared and I cherish each and ever beloved memory.
Peggy Greaves
23rd March 2023
I Remember Jamaica As I think of the hills and the clear blue sea Memories of Jamaica rush back to me As I think of the rivers and fertile earth I remember Jamaica, the land of my birth I relive, in my mind, a distant past And my heart laments the times I’ve lost I think of a time and a place I feel Gone but etched in memories surreal I long to return to a simpler way In that sunshine land I used to play And the almost primitive ways and means These are the things that fill my dreams The beaches, the mountains, a caressing breeze Cane fields, banana and coconut trees Long and winding country roads And country busses with heavy loads The handcart man, selling his ware The Jolly bus and penny-ha-penny bus fare A fudgeman riding, to and fro Shouting Icicle, Ice-cream Cake and Choca-mo The market stalls filled with fruit The laughter, the innocence of my youth Things that I miss and long for so Things that remind me of long ago At nights I recall the star filled sky And Peenie Wallies flittering by In whispered tones we’d spend the night Telling Duppy stories that filled with fright On a windy day the kites would soar While angry waves lashed at the shore Swaying trees in the howling wind God how much I miss these things The way the rain, slowed everything down The earthy smell as it hit the ground Refreshing the land and watering crops The exciting clangor on the zinc roof tops Oh Jamaica I miss your ways I miss your climate and sunny days In a foreign land where I’ve come to rest Spurned on by an economic quest Though no turning back, on this traveled way For you my homeland, I’ll always pray My memories of you will never depart Jamaica Jamaica the beat of my heart
A poem for you, our precious Mum and Ma, from your Son with all my love always.........
22nd March 2023
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