ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Ena Family, 75 years old, born on February 12, 1910, and passed away on December 19, 1985. We will remember her forever.
Posted by Vere Palmer on February 16, 2021
Another hymn I heard mother singing on Sundays:

Will your anchor hold in the storms of life?
When the clouds unfold their wings of strive?
When the strong tides lift, and the cables strain?
Will your anchor drift or firm remain?

We have an anchor that keeps the soul.
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll
Fastened to the Rock which cannot move
Grounded firm and deep in the Saviour’s love.
Posted by Vere Palmer on February 12, 2021
Happy Birthday Mom. I love you, I miss you and I'll always remember you.
Posted by Vere Palmer on February 9, 2021
I welcome one and all, not just family members ,to pay tribute to this beautiful and wonderful woman. Please wish her "Happy Birthday".
Posted by Vere Palmer on February 9, 2021
My favourite hymn I loved to hear mother sang on Sundays.

Upon thy heights I long to stand.
And view the radiant, jasper sea,
There is a land of corn and wine,
And all its joys will soon be mine
There shines undimmed one blissful day,
For earth dark night has passed away.
O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land!
Upon thy heights I long to stand.
And view the radiant, jasper sea,
And mansions fair, prepared for me,
And find on that eternal shore,
My heaven, my home forevermore!
My Saviour then will walk with me;
O sweet communion that will be;
He’ll gently lead me by the hand,
In that celestial happy land,
O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land!
Upon thy heights I long to stand.
And view the radiant, jasper sea,
And mansions fair, prepared for me,
And find on that eternal shore,
My heaven, my home forevermore!
The zephyrs then will laden me,
With sounds of sweetest melody,
As angels with the ransomed throng,
Join in the sweet redemption song.
O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land!
Upon thy heights I long to stand.
And view the radiant, jasper sea,
And mansions fair, prepared for me,
And find on that eternal shore,
My heaven, my home forevermore!

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Posted by Vere Palmer on February 16, 2021
Another hymn I heard mother singing on Sundays:

Will your anchor hold in the storms of life?
When the clouds unfold their wings of strive?
When the strong tides lift, and the cables strain?
Will your anchor drift or firm remain?

We have an anchor that keeps the soul.
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll
Fastened to the Rock which cannot move
Grounded firm and deep in the Saviour’s love.
Posted by Vere Palmer on February 12, 2021
Happy Birthday Mom. I love you, I miss you and I'll always remember you.
Posted by Vere Palmer on February 9, 2021
I welcome one and all, not just family members ,to pay tribute to this beautiful and wonderful woman. Please wish her "Happy Birthday".
her Life
My mother's birthday will be in a few days and I am thinking of the years we spent together. I know I have adapted her habit because my children keeps reminding of things I say and thing I do. I loved to hear my mother sang hymns on Sundays as she stood before the stove cooking our Sunday meal. There was “Beulah Land” and “We have an anchor”. Two songs that still resonate with me today. I found the lyrics for Beulah Land and now realize why I loved to hear her sing it. It touches my heart when I think of her. Will I see her again some day? Who knows!

I will make it the opening song for her site. There is also a video I've dedicated to her in the Gallery menu.

Ena Myers first of two daughters of Elspeth Phillips and Kenneth Myers was born February 12, 1910 in Layou, ST. Vincent and the Grenadines. The other daughter was Aggie. Mammy, my grandmother had 3 other children: Baby, a boy (known as a prodigal son) and Maggie. 
My mother had a very difficult time growing up in a slave community, not long after slavery was abolished sometime in the middle 1800. Her grandmother had three children: A son Newton Anderson who migrated to the US, my grandmother and a younger daughter Mildred John who migrated to Trinidad and Tobago. My grandmother never left the shores of SVG.
I came to realize that my grandmother had a hard time and her children were given out at an early age to other families. Mother often mentioned that she complained to her mother that the people kept her out of school. She never made it pass Class 2, which in those days was almost at the very bottom of the ladder of learning.
She, however made sure her children went to school with little or no books to help improve their education in primary school. There was one exception - Rudolph her first son was brilliant and won a scholarship to attend The Boy's Grammar School in Kingstown (a famous secondary school) in those days.
I often said my mother broke the mold after Rudolph because no other child had the talent, ability to learn without book. Rudolph was spectacular and out-class all the other students in Layou Government School.
I became aware of this one day in NYC, when a school mate who was the son of the head teacher in Layou said, "I hated this “blabla” (referring to Rudolph) growing up in school". I was curious and asked why. He said his father flogged him badly because he operated way below Rudolph's standard. Rudolph graduated and started his first job as the clerk to a judge.
One year after I was born my mother and father got married. I lived with my mother until I migrated to Canada. It was very difficult leaving mother alone and it took its toll on both of us. It was very hard accepting her passing in December 1985, several years after my father has passed away.
I do miss my mother and will always remember her. As adults my brother Rudolph and I would sit in the backyard of his home in Brooklyn and cry (bawl) when we talked about our mother and our beloved sister Clorethe. Now they are all gone and I miss them and love them dearly.

My mother's birthday will be in a few days and I am thinking of the years we spent together. I know I have adapted her habit. I loved to hear my mother sing hymns on Sundays as she stood before the stove cooking our Sunday meal. There was “Beulah Land” and “We have an anchor”. Two songs that still resonate with me today. I found the lyrics for Beulah Land and now realize why I loved to hear her sing it.

I will make it the opening song for her site.


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Avis Ruth Jones born Nov 02 1939. Died Dec 1986. Age 47. London, Wandsworth District. Register volume 15, page 1119. 

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This photo was take from the jetty not far from our home- the white house located close to the Layou Police Station.