Garfield the laughter
Yes, already it is 69 days to go and the adrenaline which flows finds little comparison. Maybe, except in the bellyful of laughter which you, Garfield always enjoy. One look at this picture will tell of the burst of laughter which was a trademark. A great laughter which befits this great friend. Whenever he was around there were very few whose laughter could be heard above his.
‘Laud Jesus, ahhahah, ahhahah” could always be heard as he enjoyed a great joke or gave one of his own. Today, with so many laughing occasions at UTCWI etched in my mind, I laugh. The laughters were loudest when he recounted stories—real and fiction of his sister Maureen. ‘J, you would love Maureen’ you would always say before I met her. ‘She drama jus like yu’. And that she is. I remember and now I ‘laugh’ as I remember entering the car and she mentioned that I remind her of someone from her community. Let’s call him Maass Breada. As a good brother you laughed with Maureen, as my friend you loved me and through laughter told me about Maass Breada. What a laugh! Maureen is something else. But this is about you. Garfield, may this infectious laughter be a forever welcomed friend with all the possible strains and stress of tomorrow. Laugh, my friend, laugh. ‘Laud Jesus ahahahah ahahahah”
Philieis.
