Mr. Cyril was a very spirited man. I still remember him standing up for what he believed during the Nutmeg Pool wrangle that took place somewhere around the late seventies. Things turned really ugly during that impasse. However, when the dust eventually settled, he was talking things over with some of the “fellas” who had taken to the other side on the issue. To be sure, they were not chitchatting; they were arguing it out. Yet, I marvelled that they were even speaking to each other after what was a battle where some people got hurt by natural missiles. It was so beautiful to see how they defended their positions with very strong feelings – but without malice. This is one memory that comes to me time and time again. As Annie said, Mr. Cyril was pleasant and chatty. He held no grudges.
I’m so sorry to hear that death has revisited this family in such a short period. I know what it feels like when grief doubles up on your family all of a sudden - just like that. Anyhow, I know this family is a very tight unit. Everyone has to support the other. Be strong, but don’t try to hold back your pain. Let it out. Also, think about the good times. Cherish the memories. Memories are our lifetime treasures. Also, take comfort in the fact that everything has a reason: Mr. Cyril is now with his soul-mate. Perhaps it was too hard for them to be apart, after spending decades lovingly together.