GOA LIC EMPLOYEES UNION deeply mourns the sad and sudden demise of Mr. Antonio Jawaharlal Pimenta, retired Development Officer attached to Br. 999 Margao. Before he became a Development Officer, he was one of the stalwarts of LIC Trade Union movement and represented All India LIFE Union. People who knew him will always remember him as an amiable and ever smiling person. He was very jovial and would make everybody laugh. He never looked back when it came to helping someone. Although he retired 6 1/2 years ago, he was often spotted in his parent branch office and would freely mingle with the staff members and was liked by one and all. We pray to the Almighty to give His soul eternal peace and pray to God to give his family the courage to bear this sudden loss.
WE WILL MISS YOU PIMENT-BAB.

If I have seen further than others, it is by standing upon the shoulders of giants. - Isaac Newton
Antonio Jawaharlal Pimenta was and will always be a giant to me. On his shoulders I saw the measure of this remarkable man. He wasn't a man of many words (unless he was recounting a story or joke) but his actions spoke volumes and left an indelible impression on all who knew and loved him. I can't remember my first impressions of him, I was a mere child . What I do remember is when we would visit Goa for vacations, he and I were inseparable. Wherever Jawaharlal was, I was there absorbing his affection, laughter and joy! I remember sitting in front of him on the motorcycle going to the beach, holding on to the handlebars trying to make my hand position look just like his. We would sing funny songs and he would laugh heartily every time as if he was hearing it for the first time and he would egg me on to sing them again and again.... "What are these? Pawpaw trees"!
What made Jawaharlal so special was his joie de vivre - a love of life, and people ... not just family and friends. He was generous to a fault, and went out of his way to help others who invariably became his firm friends. You could always count on him!
On arrival in Goa, exiting the airport, one could always spot Jawaharlal's face in a sea of faces searching for their party - His would have the hugest smile, calling out "Heyyyyyy Anjoy!!!". His greeting would uplift us in a wave of jubilation and excitement that would melt away the many long, tiring hours of travelling. In the days when my Mamagrande was still alive, all the family would converge at Maina. Each family member contributed in their own unique way to the unforgettable, warm memories we have of those glory days! Jawarhalal was the life and soul of the gathering ... always full of jokes, fun and laughter, but as well in the background, he played a big part in the organization and household duties;- going to the market with my Dad (after he'd taken him to the beach for his morning swim). Jawaharlal gave generously of all he had.... But most especially of himself! He made you feel like you were the most important person. After my grandmother passed, Jawaharlal and Marielou's home became our holiday home base. No request was too much. In fact, they went out of their way to ensure we enjoyed all our favorite foods, ferried us here and there and more importantly gave us all their precious time. We always felt welcome and at home. In the years after his beloved MarieLou passed away, Jawaharlal was never the same, but his love and affection for family and friends didn't diminish. His home was still open to all. In the modern age of technology he would stay connected to all of us abroad, never forgetting to call on our birthdays ... the call would be quick, he wasn't one to talk needlessly, but it was filled with sentiment and he made you feel important and loved. Jawaharlal was the pillar of the Pimenta family maintaining contact with all the relatives, dropping by with mangos or fruit, he always shared what he had but most importantly he gave of himself!
I could go on forever with stories and examples of just how truly special and charismatic this giant was to each of us who knew him. His passing has left a huge void in our lives that can never be filled. I take comfort however that Jawaharlal embodied the life of a true and faithful Christian and is enjoying his heavenly reward in the company of his most beloved MarieLou and our departed loved ones. How do we go on without him? We continue his legacy. Living our lives by our actions of love for one another. Words become just words if they are not weighted with action. Let Jawaharlal's memory remain alive in our hearts and mind and his legacy of service continue in his children, grandchildren and each one of us!
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. (2Tim:4-7)
Rest in peace my dearest Jawaharlal.

I am very sorry to hear the loss of my cousin Jawaharlal. My family was very fond of him. He was an affectionate person with a very calm and gentle personality and will be missed by all Pimenta family.

I remember my Papa telling me that when he had trouble dealing with aggresive tenants in our Curtorim property, Jawaharlal would act as the peacemaker, settling matters amicably. He had the unique gift of dealing with people in a gentle way. He and Marielou were very warm people and I felt very comfortable when I visited their place in Margao.

Earlier this year, (perhaps February) I had a dream that Jawaharlal was very sick. He appeared to have a conversation with me and said 'Lizette I don't have long to live". I woke up a little disturbed that morning and mentioned about it to my husband John. Knowing Jawaharlal was not keeping good health (heard from my mother), I at once phoned him in Goa even though it was late at night, Goa time, I apologised for calling him late, mentioning that I saw him sick and inquired about his health . However, I did not mention the contents of the dream. Jawaharlal said he was fine , probably surprised and I was relieved.
Later, I felt a little silly and quite upset with myself for making a hasty decision to call him late when it could just be another dream. In hindsight, I am so pleased and at peace with myself that I made that connection with him , little knowing it would be the last!

He is blessed with a beautiful family and as a good and considerate man, loved by all, will have a special place in heaven. May God rest his soul!

We all feel sad when we hear about the death of a good person. It is from this sadness that a feeling of gratitude emerges.

I feel honored to have known Jawaharlal Pimenta, a down to earth person, very soft spoken, generous & ready to help any one in need
making time from his busy schedule.

Your loss will mean a lot to your immediate family & everyone who cared about you.

May you enjoy heavenly bliss in the company of Jesus & all your loved ones who have gone ahead of you.

From Nelson Barnetto & family.

Jawaharlal is our cousin and my father's God child. He was a warm and loving human being, always cheerful inspite of all responsibilities he had as a single parent for quite some time.

May his soul rest in peace.

Dr. Hubert Gomes

A Tribute To Our Dear Departed - Jawaharlal...


Knowing Jawaharlal and his beloved wife Marielou, who are no more amongst us, have been an unique couple blessed with warmth and welcomed everyone with a typical true Goan hospitality at all times.  There was never a moment where they failed to give that warmth and hospitality whenever anyone knocked at their door.

If one gifted an inch to Jawaharlal he would reciprocate in yards. Such was his magnanimity.

He was a true family man, a good husband, a good father and a great grandfather as well. He always kept the links between the relatives and their families strong and was always there, in good times or distressful times, to foster love and unity among the members of every family.

He always loved to live in his homeland, never wanting to travel or settle abroad, whereas his wife, Marielou, was to the contrary. The only time he toured the Gulf countries, to visit Kuwait, Abu Dhabi, Dubai, was at the insistence of his wife, in late 1990's. They did enjoy their trip in the company of their relations and friends.

Never ever did I hear Marielou grumble or complain about any member of the family, an unique lady, who I always respected and held in high esteem for her unique qualities and ways of life.  I have yet to find another person like Marielou, I must confess.

Their parenting was excellent as they unitedly brought up their three children, who are well behaved and respectable, which is unique today's world.  They will surely be missing both of them dearly, but life has to go on. After Marielou's untimely demise 14 years ago, Jawaharlal had to play the role of both Father and Mother and he did it with due diligence living very honorable life.

He has been always jovial and smiling at all times, no matter what the difficult times he had to go through.  He sacrificed a lot for his beloved Father, late Enio Pimenta, and Mother, late Eliza.  Today he must be surely rejoicing with his wife and beloved parents and uncles, Late Cristovao and late Josico Pimenta and all other close relatives and friends, who have gone before him.

In mourning for his sad and sudden demise, all I can do is pray for the repose of his soul in His heavely abode. May he rest in eternal peace.

- Wilson Coelho.

You have lost the most special member of your family. May you find comfort and strenght in all the love and support that reaches out to you. Senhor Jawaharlal was truly blessed gentlman and he inspires me to do good in life. The gods must have been smiling on us when they sent him to make this world a better place. I am grateful to him and pray that he blesses us from heaven.

A face we love is missing, a voice we know is still, a place is vacant in all our hearts that only you could fill. Tears in our eyes they won't go away we wish you were here with us today. You always meant so very much to us and will always do. The fact that you are no longer here with us will always cause us pain but you will always be in our hearts until we meet again.

Death is not extinguishing the light, rather it is putting out the lamp because dawn has come.

Just as the dawn brings in new hopes, fresh ideas, blessings and happiness, we are certain that Jawaharlal who is experiencing the dawn of eternity in enjoying the bliss and treasures of everlasting life.

Though Jawaharlal is no longer amidst us, he will always be remembered as a devoted and exemplary father, a doting husband, a caring brother and above all an upright personality.

He was always open, sensitive and available to the needs of others. He derived a lot of satisfaction in making everyone in the vicinity freshen into smiles.

His concern for common good, his dedication, sympathy and loyalty were his most precious jewels. Justice prevailed in all his doings and he firmly believed that each one of us has a responsibility to leave behind a more just world. He was a rare amalgam of ampathy and service and believed that there is never a better time to serve than NOW. Whenever there were arguments or discussions in the family or elsewhere his focus was to unite people in search of truth, goodness and sincerity.

It can rightly be said that those whom we love don't go away, They walk besides us everyday. Unseen unheard but always still missed and very dear. Down down into the darkness of the grave, gently they go, the beautiful, the tender and the kind. Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty and the brave.

Nothing in this world is certain but death. Let us prepare ourselves well for this unavoidable incident, by living each day better than yesterday

Angelo and Maria Pimenta

A Tribute to A Loving Brother

Born in Goa on 18th October 1948, Jawaharlal was an embodiment of Love and selflessness. He was an exemplary human being whose unconditional love and dedication to family and friends won him respect and admiration from one and all. His love for Goa knew no bounds. Hence never wanted to go anywhere even for a holiday. His passion for Konkani Tiatr and songs was so great that he never missed one. His last night was spent watching and enjoying Tiatr on Television, pasted midnight before going to bed. He was very fond of his grand kids and made time for them. He wanted them to enjoy outdoor games.

He was a great lover of animals and devoted much of his time looking after them. He also brought life to a party, with his jokes and songs. People still remember him for his witty songs. He was versatile and game for anything. Wanted to see everyone enjoy life.

Jawaharlal’s house 'Marielou Mansion' was open to family and friends. He went out of his way to ensure that the guests were well entertained and looked after. Even when guests stayed at Curtorim, he made sure that they were comfortable and happy. You had to just say that you would like to have a particular thing and it was there before you knew it. He spent his life doing a lot of social work.

His everlasting smile will always be remembered. He never showed others the pain and suffering that he went through. His motto was to live life to the fullest and looked to bring about happiness in other’s lives as well. He could not see others in distress. He went out of his way to do whatever he could for even a stranger. His generosity knew no bounds! How many people can we find like you? Where will we find another brother like you! Family and friends will always remember Jawaharlal for his love, warmth, hospitality, generosity and for being a happy go lucky person!

He took keen interest in the welfare of the family and went out of his way to see that everyone’s interests were safeguarded. He was very loving and caring. Even as a young child, he was very family oriented. When Mama had to go from Bombay to Goa for a few days, he would take charge of the house. He managed it very well. Even when Papa was sick, he was the one who took utmost care to see that he was provided with whatever was required. He had a heart of gold. Did things for others without expecting anything in return. That brought him joy and happiness! Such people are rare to find! We were blessed to have a brother like you. I must say God blessed our family in many ways. The Love and unity in the family is proof of it. Hope and pray that it continues like that. It crossed my mind 2 days before his death that we were so blessed that all our brothers and sister were still living inspite of some being ill. Unfortunately, Jawaharlal was the first to leave us to be in the company of the family members who left earlier. I guess, he had accomplished his goal and it was time to return to the creator.

He was genuinely concerned about everyone and wanted to be a part of their success. He was happy that Carlton and Ashlin were doing well in their business and things were looking bright. Was also happy to see Cheryl and Lizanne happily married and doing well for themselves. He was proud of his grand daughters too!

All those who come for a holiday to Goa, will miss him a lot. Without you, the trips to Goa will not be the same again. In you we have lost another Jewel in the Crown! Your memories will linger on eternally!

May you enjoy Eternal Bliss in the heavenly abode! May your soul rest in peace!


- Francis Elisio Pimenta

Seems like yesterday when I met Jawaharlal & Marielou at Ti-Irene's place in Bombay, I was just 15 years at the time, what I noticed was a man who loved his wife & children passionately.

After moving to Goa I met him many times at the market place, acknowledging him whilst driving past him on two wheels but mostly at my Grandma's place who he used to visit quite often, his love for his Aunty & her family was evident.
A man who knew loss & pain but wanted to alleviate pain in others, went out of his way to help others. A man who was genuine & caring, his house was always open as was his big HEART.

His untimely demise was a big blow not to just me but to the whole wider family - D'Costa's, D'Silva's, Coelho's, Pimenta's & countless other families.
We will miss you dearly - your smile, your words of advice, your support but mostly will miss your presence.

The world will be much poorer without you Jawaharlal!
We need you so much with us however I know now that God needs you the most & called you to heaven so that you can continue smiling at us & praying for us.

Till we meet again.
Adieu

- Brazwell

A Tribute to my beloved Godfather


The sudden and untimely demise of Uncle Jawaharlal brought tears to my eyes. My initial reaction was of disbelief and something inside me was still hoping and praying that a miracle would transpire, but God knows His ways and God's time is the best and therefore we all humbly resigned to His will.

I still can't believe I am writing a tribute, words cannot describe this difficult moment, but if this is the last time I get to say goodbye then I know I will do so with the knowledge that I consider myself blessed to have lived this life as your niece and God-child.

I have fond memories of Uncle Jawaharlal and will cherish them life long. Uncle Jawaharlal was very intelligent and commanded a lot of respect. He had a dignifying aura about him always willing to help others and offer advice as and when called for.

You touched so many lives by your selfless and countless acts of kindness, always giving and never expecting any favour from others in return. Your dedication to a cause was what set you apart. For every institution you worked for, you laid the path for others to follow and succeed.

The beneficial results of your hard work is a living testimony for so many people you took under your wings at a personal and professional level. Uncle Jawaharlal you were and will always be an inspiration to me, the entire family and friends. You left a void in the family that will never be filled.

While we mourn today, we also take comfort in the fact that your mission on earth has been fulfilled. We thank the Lord for your life and bid you farewell until we meet again.

Rest in peace!

- Eliza Pimenta

He Lived A Life Of Love And Sacrifice.

A loving tribute to my beloved brother, Jawaharlal, who is no more amongst us. It is not important to know, how long one has lived in this world, what is important is, how well one has lived life. We all die one day. The purpose of life is not to live forever. It is to create something that will last, long after death. Jawaharlal strived to do just that and succeeded in carving a niche in the hearts of all those who came in contact with him. He is gone but his good work can never be forgotten.

God does not give anyone a good or a bad life. He gives each one of us a life. It is up to us to make it good or bad. The choice is always in the hands of each individual and I must say that Jawaharlal exercised his choice to live a life of Love and Sacrifice, which was really good. In whatever he did, there was a tinge of love, more often than not, it entailed a bout of self sacrifice. He spared no efforts to spread the message of love, which he considered as the basic tenet of life and in doing so, he had to undergo a lot of sacrifices, which he most willingly accepted. That is where he distinguished himself from the rest of us. He has gone but his memory lingers on...

I honestly feel that Jawaharlal knew it too well that, life is short and unpredictable not to live it as he wished, and therefore, he lived it to the fullest, exactly as he pleased, not too perturbed about his health and other constraints.

He believed that God gave him a life and that he had to use it in the best way possible. There was never a day which he wasted, lazying away doing nothing. He would always find something to do, if not for his own benefit, for others. Anyone could call him at anytime and he was there, no matter what. He always put the needs of others before his. He often said, you cannot change how people feel about you, so do not ever try; just live your life and be happy and if you can, try to make others happy too.

His contention was that in life there are choices. Choose to be happy, that's it. There are things in life we don't want to happen, but we have to accept; things we don't want to know, but we have to learn. And that, there are special people we cannot live without, but we have to let go. He was heartbroken when he lost his beloved wife, Marielou, in the prime time of his life, when he needed her so much. But he was strong and took life within his strides and shouldered the burden of looking after his three children, and took care of all their needs, singlehandedly. His children Cheryl, Carlton and Lizanne are living testimony of a proud father, who sacrificed everything to ensure that they had everything that they ever wanted. He would often say, everything in life is temporary, so if things are going good, enjoy them, because they won't last forever. Likewise, if things are not going well, bear them, they too will not last forever. His message to the family was: spend life with whoever makes you happy, not with whom you have to impress for your survival.

Talking about love, there are some people you love while they are there, and some people you love forever, whether they are there or not. Jawaharlal is one such person, whom most of us will continue to love and cherish his fond memories even though he is no longer with us on earth.

In his earthly life he always was on the look out for opportunities to help others, which is a rare quality he possessed. Probably that is why he was so loved and admired by the people who knew his intrinsic values. Great were his achievements, which were a result of great sacrifices that he performed selflessly. He knew better than anyone of us, who mourn for his death, how to live life in a way that if anyone were to speak of him badly, no one would believe it. I think he was right because I have only heard people talking good about him, none speaking bad. He had the wisdom to know that one day he would have to go, but before that, he made sure that he stayed in everyone's hearts. It is precisely the reason, I say, to live in the hearts of those we leave behind is to live forever. I truly feel his presence, in my heart every single day and there is no doubt he will continue to be there till the very end of my life. 

We only live once and if we have lived our lives well, once is enough. Adieus my beloved brother, Antonio Jawaharlal Pimenta, a tearful farewell to you, till we meet again to share an everlasting life.

May God bless your soul and grant you eternal peace - Rest In Peace!

You will dwell in our hearts and your cherished memories will forever last!!! 

- Rabindra Pimenta & Family.

Life's so ironic
It takes sadness to know happiness.
Noise to appreciate silence
And absence to value presence.
We miss you and always will.

Sunny and Luiza

An Angel I Was Blessed With

There are angels God puts on earth
Who cares for us and guides us.
You can feel their love and gentleness
As they walk through our tough times besides us.

They do great things with generosity each day
They whisper in our ears,
They even hold us in their hearts
When we are filled with all our fears.

They are always there to support us
And try to make us smile.
They treat us with respect and love,
They treat us like their child.

God blessed me with an Angel,
I have been proud to have called him my own.
He has been with me throughout my journey in
Life, when I was far from home all alone.

He’s guided me the best he can,
He’s cared for me like no other,
And I’m thankful to God for being the lucky one
Who have got to know him and call him….Uncle!
- An Adaptation of K.J Shields poem


“It’s so lovely to recall the happy times when you played such a special role
And though we have been apart I often sit quietly reflecting for a while,
Imagining your voice, your face, your warm and loving smile.
The memories with you shall always be cherished by me
And I take comfort in knowing that you will always remain right here in my heart!”

R.I.P Uncle Jawahar...

- Meenakshi Das

A tribute to uncle Pimenta , a man with a heart of gold

As we walk our paths of life, we meet people everyday. Most are simply met by chance, but a few are sent our way. These special few people share a bond we cannot explain. These special people understand us and share in our every joy and pain. Their "love" has no boundaries and is completely selfless. So no matter how far they are, their presence enhances us with a warmth in our hearts . Their love bridges these miles and thus makes the distance dissapear.

You are that special person and thats why accepting that u are no longer with us is difficult. No ones wants to give up their precious possessions.... neither did we! And yet we accept our loss and move on.


You may be out of sight but u will never be out of mind. Your sweet face will be in our hearts forever...


Love you forever uncle Pimenta.

Melissa, Conrad, Zoe

Tribute to our beloved Jawaharlal

The news of the passing away of our beloved Jawaharlal, on April 18th, left us stunned and shell-shocked; it took us quite a while to recover and come to the realization that we would not see him anymore. We took comfort in the belief that he has joined Marielou in the kingdom of God; he deserves this incredible honour of being there alongside Marielou, celebrating his new life with all the Angels & Saints and all the beloved ones gone there before him.

Jawaharlal is no longer with us physically; however, we can feel his spirit surround us with love and joy. Over the years, he has touched our lives in a very special way; two of our sons, Mitchell and Joshua, had the privilege of being under his care, about 6 years ago; they will cherish the fond memories forever. We salute him for his generosity, love and care.

In the passing away of Jawaharlal, the family and community has lost an iconic figure. The impact he had on the lives of people is immense. He was a man of few words… he let his incredible actions and deeds do the talking for him, as evidenced by many who knew him. Jawaharlal was a very special person… he did ordinary things in an extraordinary way; his presence will be missed but his legacy and memories will last forever.

In summary, we can best describe the multi-faceted personality of our beloved Jawaharlal with the following acronyms:

Jewel of a person
Adorable child / son
Wonderful brother & brother-in-law
Awesome husband
Honourable son-in-law
Amazing father & father-in-law
Respectful of everyone
Loving grandfather
Admirable uncle
Loyal friend

Popular
Incredible
Magnanimous
Extraordinary
Noble
Terrific
Appreciative

Our united prayers are with the family, especially Cheryl, Vila & fly, Carlton, Ashlin & fly, Lizanne & Austin and all those who were both physically & emotionally close to Jawaharlal; may God give us all the grace to overcome this irreplaceable loss; may He also give us the courage, strength and wisdom to follow in Jawaharlal’s footsteps and emulate the kind of life he lived.

May the legacy, spirit and memories of Jawaharlal inspire us forever. God Bless us all.

With respect and gratitude,
Joe, Cheryl, Andre, Mitchell and Joshua.

My tribute to my dear brother Jawaharlal.

Jawaharlal was my first cousin by birth and we shared a big part of our early childhood together. Jawaharlal and my father shared a very close relationship/bond and therefore many beautiful years followed where we shared and spent our lives together. During those years time was not an issue and the simple things in life had a meaning and held a lot of value..love is what bound our family together.

It is the little things that make up a year and the years which make up a life. It is the little things which make up the memories and I have an abundance of those to treasure with my dear cousin Jawaharlal.  Stories from my childhood in our homes in Bombay and Goa have surfaced since his passing away and I am finding it hard to believe that he has gone and not with us anymore. Tears flow endlessly at his very thought and he is remembered with much love everyday. May the souls of the faithful departed through the mercy of God rest in peace.

Each person would have their own relationship with Jawaharlal, each his own set of memories that describes this simple loving, soft hearted, kind, gentle, helpful, generous, useful, loyal, sincere and sensitive man.

I am certain all would agree my cousin Jawharlal was a gift from God to all of us. He was truly special his good qualities were endless and he used them for the good of all he came in contact with.

One of my early memories about Jawaharlal was he loved to make people laugh at any cost. His unique voice and charismatic nature earned him a special place in all our hearts and he brought life to our family, no occasion was complete without him.

We alI loved him and his presence filled any room. His charismatic nature earned him many good friends within our family to non family, neighbours, people he came in contact with at work, business, shops, club or even strangers on the street.

It may comfort us all a bit to realize that Jawharlal is now reunited with his beloved wife Marilou and his parents Ti Enio, Ti Eliz and my papa his Uncle Christo and that someday we'll all be together again when we cross over to the other side. Separate and distinct from the body, is the soul; it lives forever. This is only a brief parting in the larger scheme of life.

My last meeting with Jawaharlal was at the end of March this year, we met several times, he called me several times insisting I take my mother to Colva. Upon reflection now God wanted me to see him before he left us all. I am grateful to have seen him and spent some quality time together. Thank God for that because nobody knew what was ahead.

Cheryl, Carlton and Lizanne...your loss is felt by us all, we are all missing your papa. The loss of your father has left all of us humbled as we reflect upon his grace. His presence was huge and there isn't anything that can ever replace that void. His arms were big enough to carry us all, a special man, rare in this world. Your love for your papa was truly felt by all of us, our hearts are holding you close. He was not just your papa, he was a living example of how to be human. Yes he will always be with you in spirit ...he will continue to watch over you as you go through life to the end. In your hour of need I extend my heart and love to you all.

Lorraine Kolber

Earth has one gentle soul less
and heaven one angel more

Deep in our hearts a memory is kept
Of one we loved and shall never forget.

God will link the broken chain
As one by one we meet again

In our hearts Jawaharlal will always stay
Loved and remembered everyday

Your life a beautiful memory
Your absence a silent grief

Time may pass and fade away
But memories of you will always stay

Simple words but very true
We'll always love and remember you

Happy memories silently kept,
No need for words, we'll ever forget.

Never selfish, always loving and kind
These are memories you leave behind

Tenderly we treasure the past,
With memories that will always last.

Partings comes and hearts are broken
Loved ones go with words unspoken

Ours is just a simple prayer
God bless and keep you in His care.

Christopher Kolber

Oh my sweet loving brother Jawaharlal,

Thank you for the way you enriched and brightened my life. In my heart you hold a place that no one can replace. I can’t believe that I will no longer be able to see your beautiful smile or feel your warm embrace. We had a special bond even though we lived miles away. I will miss being your baby sister and I will miss hearing my name called by your soothing voice. You always remembered birthdays and other special occasions. I wish I was able to tell you one last time how much I loved you and how much you meant to me. I do appreciate, all that you have done for me when I was little and all through my life. Thank you for being my protector and my Big Brother.

You were blessed with a magnetic personality. You radiated authenticity and sincerity. You attracted people from all walks of life with your kind hearted, loving, caring, giving and selfless nature. You went above and beyond to help the less fortunate. You showed us that our time in this world is not for self-indulgence or looking for gratitude. It is about being there for one another and by doing so making this world a better place. You knew how to live and embrace every moment. Your positive outlook, that signature smile,infectious laughter, sense of humour and easy going relaxed nature made you a delight to be around. It is comforting to know that you touched the lives of many in such a positive way.

On April 18, 2015 the world changed for the Pimentas, leaving a huge vacuum because you are no longer in it. I did not know that losing a sibling would be so painful.  While on this earth, you thought us the importance of family unity and sticking together through thick and thin.You showed us that love is the oil that eases friction and cements the bond in us. You were our treasured patriarch. Our family gatherings were so much fun because you addedso much flavour and spice. We could always count on you to make everything right.

Our daughters Melanie and Melissa have fond memories of you and Marielou during our visits to Goa. The two of you went out of your way to make us feel welcome and comfortable in your beautiful home. You were there to greet us at the airport with open arms. You made sure that Trevor had a motor bike at his disposal during his stay in Goa even if that meant inconveniencing yourself. Your generosity had no bounds.

When you lost your soul mate Marielou so early on in life, you were heartbroken. You found courage and strength to move on. You put on a brave face and did not let your children down. What a fine job you have done raising these 3 beautiful children Cheryl, Carlton and Lizanne, your pride and joy.

We consider ourselves very fortunate to have had you in our lives. We celebrate your life which was not only well lived, it was lived courageously, with an unerring sense of purpose and compassion.Your memory will continue to live on in our hearts….

Love
Melba, Trevor, Melanie & Melissa