In Memory of

Mum - June 2011

Adassa Beatrice Douglas

If you wish to, you may leave a message reflecting your loving thoughts of Miss Bea/ Auntie Bea. There must be a hundred memories I can think of at this moment and I’m sure you can think of others right now. This book is open so that you may enter your memories at a time you wish. Take your time, sit down with a cup of tea and let the memories come. 

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Love to you all.

 

Book Owner: Maurice Douglas
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Ann James

Adassa Beatrice Douglas ….”Miss B”….Nanny. My earliest  memory was of you in Landor Road, in the Kitchen…I must have been 4 or 5 at the time and I put my foot up on one the kitchen chairs…like John Wayne and you told me that wasn’t very ladylike. What struck me in that first interaction was that you were sooo gentle and kind. Until that day the only reprimand I was used to were harsh words followed  by a lash I’d usually managed to dodge. Our holidays were spent with you, my uncles and my cousins. They were the best holidays a child could wish for, surrounded by love. They were such fun. I remember watching Maurice trying to light little fires at Holsworth house out on the green space. No sense of health and safety then …just fun🤣. I remember you invited me and Desrine to one of your church trips. Me and Desrine had been out to All Nations and rushed to meet you and your church brothers and sisters straight after nightclubbing. I remember trying to sleep on the coach to Lyme Regis,  but couldn’t because of all the singing and clapping. When we got there we …

Gary Douglas

To my special Nanny. This special rose that helped raise me. Nanny I miss you so much but I celebrate you so much in the same breath. You have left so many beautiful memories that surround me every day. I hear your voice, I see your smile and I remember your gift of kindness, wisdom, knowledge and honesty. That care that all falls in a comforting space. Nanny thank you so much for what you have done and how you have touched so many lives. Your faith was a faith of truth and how you lived and all those sacrifices you made that went before you. It just fills me with so much joy in knowing that those memories stand so strong. That day we all said farewell to you, Nanny was a day where sadness but also celebration of your life, your legacy, your history held hands. We were all brothers and sisters celebrating your legacy, celebrating your days. I say thank you, Nanny. Thank you. We love and cherish you. Thank God you were in my life, Nanny. Your story that will stay with me forever. Gary Douglas   …

Stafford Douglas

As a child I wanted the Johnny Seven gun. I wanted it so much so, I would cry myself to sleep at the thought of not having it for Christmas. I also remember having my nose pressed up against the window at our big toyshop, salivating at the sight of the Action man in full scuba gear. Again, never got one. As a youngster with energy to burn I wanted to be the first of the brothers to claim the prize of being the first to jump off the swings – ‘at the bumps’. Again this wish was thwarted. Thwarted by baby brother, Devon, although it’s still to this day, the funniest thing I’ve ever seen! In life we want things just for the sake of having them. As an adult I want for nothing as I have wonderful memories. Memories of a house so filled with love and joy, it’s a wonder it didn’t burst apart at the seams in shear exuberance. The things I once wanted so badly are now fond memories of times past, times of tenderness, times of humour, times of love. What I have is love and being loved in a family and extended …

Gracie

Talking to Aunt Bee was like talking to an older friend because we spoke about any and everything.  The jokes, the laughter, the life lessons,  the memories and stories she’d tell me of, of when she was younger were just lovely and very insightful. Honestly, I could sit and listen to her all day.  She had a very vibrant personality and a great sense of humour.  It’s unbelievable to be saying she’s not here anymore but I know she’s resting in the bosom of the Lord. It’s not easy but time makes the grief more manageable. Rest well, Auntie. Rest well❤❤ …

Rona Skinner

My aunt Bee was such a treasure a rare and exquisite lady.  I loved her in life and she will forever hold a special place in my heart.  It’s emotional writing about her departure from this life, but to capture a snippet of the impact she had is an honour to embrace via this tribute. Let me first offer sincere condolences to my wonderful cousins and the extended family.  Collectively we will continue to rally around one another to ease the pain of this mammoth loss. As a child my aunt provided excellent care and safety.  Delicious meals were prepared with love and shared with generosity.  Cooked breakfast was a delight and meals dished up with her signature rice & peas; not forgetting her moist rum cakes, drops and easter buns.  In adulthood she offered sound counsel and came through for me on many occasions, a real ‘bridge over troubled waters’ whenever I shared concerns of life. I owe much to my aunt and am thankful and blessed to have had her in my life. Her prayers and Christian example will be gratefully cherished and many memories recounted with fondness. Much love your niece Rona …

Desmond joseph

They say you can begin to transform a desert with a single flower; I believe there are individuals in this world that are so special, this world doesn’t deserve but without them there would be total desolation. These flowers are beautiful and they bring contrast and spectacle their fragrance infiltrates like a beautiful symphony: resonating, reassuring the soul, intrinsic and necessary. Their presence advocates: calm and euphoria, peace of mind amidst the chaos and mud. My aunt was one of those flowers; so unique and rare; the actual species is called, ” PHENOMENA.” They only bloom once every millennia; I can’t think of any other way to describe this extraordinary phenomenon. We are blest to have shared her time line. Her residue and legacy stands as six mighty columns through her: sons, daughter-in-laws, grandchildren, and for that may God receive the highest praise. She will be missed but time will not erase her memory, it will only deepen the love which was and is a panacea; a moment to bask and savour the good times.  Love you auntie  B …

Denyse Douglas

I wish to entend my sincere condolences for the loss of Miss B. An amazing mother, grandmother, great grandmother and more to many. I’m privileged to have known her and experienced her warmth and hugs. I have fond memories of visiting the house in Minet road when I was very young and when I first moved to London to study. Her ability to show love and care will be my inspiration always. God broke the mould when she was made. Rest in Gods everlasting peace. Love Denyse, John, Camille and Rosa. Xxx …

DERRICK

Without asking it was bestowed upon me,not knowing what life had set for me. Now that I’ve experienced this major loss of my mother, some things in life seem clear. I believe that “Family”.Is a word that should be used for a body of people who truly have the best interest at heart and cares for each member. I’m very fortunate to have that in my life, my Mother was an integral part of our life’s. ADASSA BEATRICE DOUGLAS was not the woman I chose to be my Mother,but I was very fortunate to have, and would choose again and again if I had more chapters to live.I was bestowed with true love and care with memories which I can share with Family. This woman as guided me from birth up to her passing. To the woman I love so much my Mother ADASSA BEATRICE DOUGLAS giver of so much life. …

Nemiah Riy Skinner

Sister you will be missed as a child growing up I always look forward to your visit sorry I could not be there but from my side of the fence we have a great love for you and your family …

Yvette Douglas

To the best mum-in-law. Thank you for always making me feel welcome. I remember your smile and your laugh. I never heard a harsh word from you. You were kind and generous with your time and your love. You had a quiet strength. I can see that legacy in your son, Maurice and the way he has guided our children. I see your strength and generosity of spirit in him and our children. I am so proud to have known you. Thank you again. …