Tag Archives: Cobert-Reid

The Mysterious Letter

Image of mystery letter thanks to Morguefile.com

Image of mystery letter thanks to Morguefile.com

As  Ma Bea handed me the mystery missive from my father she then continued saying, “You write ya fada chile, For I have this letter a long time and Albert he keep telling me he could not find you no where. You write to ya fada, you hear!” She implored making me become the sole witness to a part of my life that I had sooner forget than rush into. I, however, would listen to that saintly woman, who had witnessed the opening of paths in my life and I would have never disregard what she had been saying to me. Continue reading

“Reasonable Cause


Here is the memorandum from the Canal Zone Chief of Police in 1945, A.O. Meyer, delineating what his department determined was the course of events in the homicide investigation that gave the Canal Zone Police “reasonable cause” to detain my father, Cobert Reid, and hold in him jail. Continue reading

“On Suspicion:” The Arrest and Imprisonment of Cobert Reid

In researching archival articles for the preceding police cases we were happy, after more than sixty years of searching for records regarding the incidents surrounding the arrest and imprisonment of my father that I mentioned in my article “A Clear and Clean Character” to have found an article shedding some light on the details of the entire matter that so affected our family. Continue reading

“I Spent Time Just Like this with My Father”

A typical bush scene in Pacora.
Image.


Although my father had taken ship and had pretty much left my life for the rest of my childhood, I was still the thirteen year old kid in search of those all important “good memories” of him. As cruel and heartlessly as he had acted with me, I could not help but reflect fondly upon my father. He possessed some qualities that were worthy and dignified to be useful to a growing man child as the year 1949 approached marking the end of an eventful decade as much for my people in Panama as for myself. Continue reading

The Scowling Stranger

This is an image of 29-47 Mariano Arosemena Street
where my father and mother eventually came to settle in a
one room dwelling- the four of us- in the heart of Calidonia.
Our home is the downstairs unit, second to the
right-only one window.


My first experience with what
Mr. George W. Westerman later called “The Westindian Problem“-a set of problems that I feel we all, directly or indirectly, encountered as Westindian people and were somehow related- would unfold at the tender age of four. It would prove to be an unforgettable morning in that same year of 1940 as my status as a member of the Green Family of Colon would end abruptly- too abruptly- at a time when I most needed my family’s love and care. Continue reading

Wedding Bells

A 1930 Studebaker sedan similar to the one Cobert owned.
Image is of my sister, Aminta, and myself serving
as flower girl and ring bearer at one of several
weddings we would be called upon to adorn. My mother
would also be asked to do all the dress making for these
Silver weddings of the 40’s. I remember refusing to
smile for the photo as no one had really informed me
before hand that I would be participating in this wedding.

Rosa Lena Green and Cobert Reid, as with most young people, had very little notion of the enormous responsibility ahead of them as a married couple. They were too busy falling in love and enjoying themselves and their friends in the few areas around Calidonia and Santa Ana in Panama City that offered anything interesting for adolescents. Continue reading