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She brought soup to my mother every Sunday for fifteen years. Quietly, never asked for thanks.
A year of remembrance for Myrtle



On the second anniversary of Myrtle's passing we opened this wall so family, friends and the wider New Kingston community could gather to share memories, photographs and a quiet word of remembrance.
The wall stayed open for a full year. Thank you to everyone who lit a candle, signed a name, or simply read a memory. Walk good.
Walk good — a Jamaican farewell that carries the weight of love across every parish, every shore, until we meet again above.
She brought soup to my mother every Sunday for fifteen years. Quietly, never asked for thanks.
A faithful sister in the Lord. We will see her again. Until then, walk good Myrtle.
A year of remembering — and still not enough. Granny was the heart of every reunion.
Mrs. Campbell taught my brother piano when he was twelve. He still plays. We loved her.