Janet Reno - The Love of my life Part 1

It has been seven years since my mother had been laid to rest, after a prolong illness that had her riddled in tremendous pain. After my mother's death it has been seven years, I have been helplessly in a daze.


I was unable to break free from the demons that held my mind captive. My mother wanted to die, because she had been living right with her God and because of the severe pain, she was experiencing; but there was something significantly spiritual about the number seven. My mother could not submit to death before I had attained my seventh birthday.

Mother was busy teaching me how to live a good live, how to be a good man, how to be a good husband, a good friend; how to be strong and fearless person, but most importantly how to honor YAH (God). Another big objective of my dying mother was to teach me how to deal with her death, when the inevitable came.


She knew it would be in the near future but not before my seventh birthday. On the 5 Day of the month of November 1973, exactly twenty-two days after my seventh birthday, Mother took her rest with the hopes of one day being raised in the first resurrection to join her Lord Yah.

I dealt with my mother's death well, because I was prepared how to do so. However; Mother could not have seen so far into the future or if she did; she did not know how to prepare me to deal with her absence. Whilst I had all of the tools and I was able to hold it together at her death, it was her constant absence that got me, I had to adjust to life without my most central figure in my life.

I moved from a child who was unafraid of the dark that will get up out of his bed at 4:00 am, go down stairs to collect the Mangoes that fell from Girty's Mango tree, just to beat everyone else to it. Alternatively, a child who unafraid went to Nine Morning on his own; to a child who was afraid of the dark in the secure house he called home for all of his life up to that point.

It has been Seven years since I was walking around dazed, unable to comprehend any significant thing that was academic. I barely managed to pass when it was critical. I showed a flash of brilliance, here and there; which impressed my teachers and my classmates but I did not sustain the brilliance.

My siblings knew something was wrong and they did everything they could to help the drastic academic decline I experienced after my mother's death. However, my father knew that my new academic decline was resulted because of my mother's death. The same thing may happened to him also when his mother die; my father mother also die when he was young also. My father Hamilton understood me and he understood what I was going through.

I was now in form 2 or 3 at the Intermediate High School, AKA Timmy School, which was so named by the community because of the principal Mr. Timmy Richards. I was a part of a classic class. I has as classmates: Michael Nash: Michael’s father owned the business Green Thumb obliquely opposite the school. There was Dominick Ross, AKA the infamous “Nick Nick”; Nick father was a Trinidadian Gangsta, a member of the infamous Dole Trady Gang.

There was Arnhim “Roach” Bascombe: the moneymen, the Grand Son of the famous Drummer turn Businessman Elias Roach. There was Keron Greaves - Keron was the real girls-man, Keron was very out going and brave, and all the girls loved him. There was Glenroy Robertson a discipline lad and good fellow, there was Ronald Boucher AKA Redy, there were Sean Yellow-man Dopwell from Paul's Avenue at that time part pretty boy, part ghetto, and there was Ashley Cupid.

Ashley Perry Ashley Cupid was quiet and kept to him-self. Ashley was dealing with some issues with his father's imprisonment and was somewhat shunned by some of his classmate, who made an effort to prevented me from befriending Ashley. I did not care about what they said, Ashley was a good kid, and we got along well, why should his father's misdeeds, affect my friendship with him. There were many other interesting characters, who were a part of that class; Such as Terrance Bynoe but we all hang together during this period.

Sean "Yellow-man" Dopwell came into the class one day all excited, he said Palmer I want to talk to you in private, I met him in the corridor, then he said, Palmer boy, there is a new girl that is the most beautiful girl that was transferred from the Emmanuel High School, and I know you will love her.


Sean neglected to tell me; there were two new girls, transferred to the school. He had his eyes on Kathy, he knew it would be much easier for him, if one of his friends distracted her cousin Janet and I was the perfect man for the Job. May be both of us can win the heart of these two girls and go on double dates was Sean scheme.

He said Palmer come and let me show her to you. This girl will be the most beautiful woman you have ever seen. I had Bernadette Glenda Joseph on my right a big girl with the most beautiful face you have ever seen, both of us was bosom buddies, there was Rhonda Gabriel to my left, a beautiful little girl with skin of gold, there was Camille Robertson who sits in front of me. An Israelite (Black) princess with long black woolly hair that was always fixed in a pony tails, that reached her back; and there was the princess; Miss Kirby the Commerce teacher.


I said to Sean, how beautiful can this girl be. However, it's a small school I will see her sooner or later; however, Sooner or later was not good enough for Sean. I had my hands full trying to decide which of the four women named, I was going to marry, my life was complicated enough. I was not interested enough to leave my current interaction, to go and see this new girl.


Every day; three and four times a day, I had Sean in my ears; Palmer there is a lot of guy’s moving in on the girl. You will miss out. You want to bet me; when she finds a boyfriend and you see her, you are going say only if I did know. “Palmer I am warning you, you will regret it”. Sean always says before he leaves; “Palmer, you cannot say I did not tell you.”