Baptism of an older child. Image thanks to cam.org.au
I came home one afternoon intending to speak to my mother Rosa Green about being “employed” and how I’d found a positive opportunity to work and still attend school. However, since I hadn’t really started work as yet, I didn’t want to compromise my money which I saw as a way of insuring my survival. Considering that since I’d be able to make some change, I was looking for some way to help my mother. Continue reading
May my sweet baby sister, Lidia, rest in Peace with the angels.
During our early childhood it seemed to me that my younger sister Aminta was more cunning than I had thought. I would notice that she would often quietly disappear from my company to find some place to be all day long. In the meantime, I would make myself available to my parents-to mother actually- when she would decide to stay at home and then to my father’s needs when he came home from work in the evenings. Continue reading
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
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