Wednesday, January 4, 2023
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Uncle Eddie inhabited a special place in my heart. From my earliest memories, he had referred to me as "Andree", his own pet name for me, and that made me feel special. Undoubtedly, Uncle Eddie had that same effect on all of his nieces and nephews. Uncle Eddie always had a twinkle in his eye and a mischievous grin. He never seemed to become too anxious or upset in the face of challenges. His advice and insights were always calm and composed, and had the effect of stilling a fretful mind.
Uncle Eddie was a constant presence throughout my childhood. Our families visited each others' families regularly, and Junie (Denise) and Kareem (Ademola) became very close cousins. When I was in high school, Uncle Eddie tutored me in Math. Each Saturday, I took public transit to his home in an endeavour to conquer the mathematical processes, which, being an engineer, came so easily to my uncle. Uncle Eddie also coached me at one of my high school track meets. I was an elite athlete, who was underperforming that day. "Andree," encouraged my uncle while pointing to my main competitor, "Yuh jus haffi jump like she!"
I smile as I recall and recount some of these most poignant memories. In the photo accompaniment, taken July 2020, you will see (from left to right) my daughter, Jade; my son Jameel; my daughter, Janae; my husband, Howard, and myself; my mom Laura (Birdie); my sisters, Arlene and Michelle; and my beloved Uncle Eddie. I am fortunate to have seen my uncle, along with other family members, recently at a Thanksgiving get together. While he has gone home much too soon, he lives on in my fond memories. Rest well, Uncle Eddie.
