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A Pastor, Carpenter, Husband & Father

My dad William T Franklyn, passed away when I was 3 years old. His face is sketchy in my mind but it feels as if I know him. I know he would’ve liked the man I’ve grown to be. He was born on the 15th February 1962 and passed away on the 7th April 1998. His body was laid to rest at the Bushy Park Cemetery.

He was pastor of Ragged Point Wesleyan and a carpenter by profession. I can say he was passionate about his work as a carpenter, as he hired no one to do anything on his house, he would do it himself. His passion for God was no different, travelling on missionary trips and dedicating his resources to the Ministry. He also found the love of his life (my mom) Claudette Franklyn on a missionary trip. Dad definitely killed two birds with one stone I’ll say.



Dad’s passing was not easy, as my brothers and I were small kids and it was very hard to understand certain things. For my mom it was like her other half was gone. She had to raise us three boys without a father figure, but it was by the grace of God we have turned out to be bold, hardworking, kind-hearted young gentlemen. We try our bests to make her proud and fill her heart with comfort.

Being the last of three children I wasn’t spared from his punishment. As young as I was I was corrected just as efficiently as my brothers.
There was this one time, the memory is as crystal clear like I’m still three years old. It all started as my dad was preparing for a nightly church service. He got us together and said “No one is to watch television until I return home!” We all replied “Okay dad.” Off to church he went and 5 minutes hadn’t even passed before me and my 2 brothers were daring each other to turn on the TV.

We all knew how furious dad would’ve gotten if he had found out we disobeyed him directly. That didn’t stop us and before long the TV was on and we all sat there enjoying the night time cartoons. Brothers wouldn’t be brothers without disputes and so said so done. My eldest brother told me to go lock the window and my reply was no, as I was too invested in the TV show. That as we had grew to learn, was called ‘back chat’. Back chat wasn’t allowed and was a certain no no in our house as kids. “Wait until daddy get home” my eldest brother reassured.




Time passed and we had heard a knocking at the door… No one dared to moved because the TV was still on. My other big brother now who is the second oldest, crawled on his belly, offed the TV and opened the door for our father. It seemed he had forgotten about his rule not to turn on the TV, but my brother didn’t forget to tell him about my back chat. All you could hear is “Kenny said what?!” he shouted and I was lifted by my ankle upside down, while he drew his belt… I knew never to give back chat again.

From the little bits of memory that have come together, they’ve made me the man that I am today, the man that I model to be…. I do it for my dad. We really miss you dad, R.I.P




Bajans Celebrate Life & Death In Song And Dance

Since Africans have landed here in Barbados we have had funeral traditions that have stood the test of time for decades, even centuries. But our traditions are vastly different from those in other countries and cultures. The video below is of a woman who wanted her memories to be remembered in joy and happiness.

Remembering Michael Jackson

Michael Jackson was born on August 29th, 1958, family, friends, the Obit Moments family and artists who have been inspired by the late King of Pop have been remembering him on this date that would have marked his 59th birthday.

It was eight years ago that pop superstar Michael Jackson died at 50 at his home in Los Angeles.

The King of Pop, known for creating timeless music across multiple genres, died on June 25th, 2009, after going into cardiac arrest.

He Loved Corn Beef In Anyway You Gave It To Him

Frank Lacey was born on the 25th October 1934 in this lovely Caribbean island Barbados. He was father of five children which includes myself Linnelle, and grandfather of many.

Daddy was a bubbly, energetic, cool and quiet man. He enjoyed making a lot of sport and loved to put a smile on your face. He was a very talkative person, always asking questions or telling a story. Most of these stories were about himself as a small boy playing cricket and getting licks. One person he would always talk about is his deceased mother ‘Ma’. He really loved and missed her, as gran was a sweetheart.

She Was A Very Quiet, Kind Hearted, Loving And Caring Person

On August 3rd 1932, God sent an angel into this world by the name of Latchmin Ramtohul and took her home on February 19th 2017 at the age of 84. She was born in Guyana but later in her young days moved to Barbados for a better life. Just to name a few family members… she was the mother of Baby, Galo, Vernon… grandmother of my mother Teresa, Annie, Ann, Lulu and great grandmother of myself Vijay, my sister Raveena, my brother Ajay, Abdullah, Mubarak, Aabidah, Ameena, Asma, Alex, Andrea, Jazeera, Antonio.

I Was From Guyana – He Was From Barbados And That Was The Least Of Our Differences

It is difficult when you lose someone you love, a person you spent so many days with. There is a strange emptiness, a void, this person used to fill. The house is quieter; you find yourself becoming quieter too.

 These were the sentiments of Althea McClean who lost her husband of ten years, Mack McClean to lupus.  When asked to describe her late husband, she stops to collect herself. It is difficult for her to summarize the totality of what he was to her.  

A Man With A Hearty Laugh And Generous Spirit

Ricardo Clyde Johnson was known simply as ‘Clyde’ to those around him. A man with a hearty laugh and generous spirit was the character that went along with that name. In 2016, those around him took a hard losing not only a father, a step- father, a husband but also a true friend.

Cylde Johnson was born on July 11th in the year 1959. Raised in a poor family he did not have the quintessential or easy upbringing. Those who surrounded him, and were loved by him could easily recite the many hardships he experienced in his upbringing. Despite the challenges of his early life however, Clyde turned things around for himself. He made it his life’s mission to always care for his family which comprised of his wife, his step- daughter, step- son and son.

Mum Was Our Rock, Provider, Chef, Confidant And Protector

We celebrate the life of Violet Vastine Kirton – Cheeseman, who was known by her friends and neighbours as Velda; and more intimately by her family as Mom, Sister, Aunt and Gran.

Mum was light hearted and warm. She loved to laugh and play jokes on her friends. As a child into becoming an adult, she could be seen laughing and smiling which warmed the hearts of others. Her light heartedness was also seen in her love for dancing. She loved to dance, and more so often with her niece. Her favourite song was no match for her movements!

Dad Was A Good Speaker, Adviser And Loved A Joke

Ethelbert Whitfield Eversley was born on November 30, 1937 in Newbury St. George to the late Inez Reid . Dad later moved to Belair St. George in 1976 with his companion Marlene. They had been together for 45 years and were married on December 24, 1987. Dad was a ladies man and produced 11 beautiful children in which he had a special bond with. There were 4 boys…. the late St. Clair, Ricky (me), Patrick and Whitefield and 7 girls Isolene, Delcina, Marcia, Marguerita, Margo, Nicole and Ann-Marie. He was also an adoptive father to Simone Hall and stepfather to Henderson and Gordon. Dad had eight siblings Whitefield, Eustace, Elmina, Ruth, Maradelle, Ernestine, Vergene and Veda.

Her Grandchildren Were Like Gold To Her

My mother Coraline Maynard was born on the 26th March 1947 and passed away on the 15th April 2012. She was such a friendly heart-warming person. Everyone she met fell in love with her. She was the mother of two daughters, one son and grandmother of three girls and two boys. I am the youngest of her children.

She could not know you and end up forming a conversation, later to find out you were some family. She was a very sporty person always having a good laugh, but at times could be very serious.