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Vaughn was a very good man, especially to my daughter Keriece. He meant everything in the world to her. You were a very good friend and did w/e u could to help everyone. Rip ma friend. God knows best

You were always there for my daughter Keriece in the good times and in the bad. Thanks alot.

 

I can clearly recall the first day Keriece went to the hospital to look for Senny, she came home almost to the point of tears. This was not her at all so I asked her what was the matter. She said to her father and I that she went to the hospital to look for her god-father and she did not like how he was looking. I know what her god-father means to her so I tried to comfort her by saying "you know he's sick and he's in a lot of pain", that was no comfort to her. She then began saying the things he was saying to her and to the end she said she was not goin back because she did not like to see him. I did not discourage her, i said to her you have to look for him because he will be looking to see you come. The next day she got home around 7 and siad she was at the hospital then again began to express her concerns then she began going daily until he came out. The thursday before he died she was there and she said god-father's going but let's hope he tough it out. She mostly enjoyed feeding him when she went to the hospital (it did not matter how many persons were there he would always want her to feed him), the friday she could not go but she came home from work and was acting troubled. She stood by some steps outside the house and there was a swarm of stinging ants right by her feet, she did not move and they did no attempt to bite her. She then went up to the house and got ready to go out.

 

Saturday morning I called her and told her what had happened. She just began screaming  until she caught her self and called to hear what had really happened. her friend said she kept calling his phone but got no answer. She cried and cried.

 

On the day of funeral she was almost no use to herself she just kept on crying.

 

He will missed by all of us

 

Your legacy will remain with us for ever. RIP Senny God be with you til we meet again

My former coworker/ friend  I still hold fond memories of our work days together at fair view inn our falling outs and our getting back.

I will always remember that Thursday morning that I held your hand and spoke to you in the hospital little do I know that was the last I would see you or talk to you alive.

However your memories will live on and you will always be remembered by the good you have done.

From New Boston, Texas, this tribute goes out to St. Clair Wilfred O'Garro, Senny as we all know him, my brother, the businessman and great communicator. We all are going to miss you, but I know you are in a better place where you will have peace and freedom from this troubled world.

 

A place where you will meet the Almighty Father and will no longer need those worldly goods.  In accordance with an old hymn, "Now the Labourer's task is over, now the battle day is in the past."   You will be missed because of your untiring effects to help others in need and your passion to love the almighty God and your fellow men. Most will remember you as being a fun loving person, who took on lots of responsibilities at a very early age running the business with very little experience. Senny, managed to help our family stay together at an early age, but  by the grace of GOD was not an accident, he truly was graceful in his day to day operations. He had a vision and persued it passionately.
 
I can vividly recall the many occasions when we’d laugh and talk as we walk back and forth to Trinity school, and the time when Senny smoked John Garnette from Point Town pipe and got sick. Now that was an amuzing occasion and Senny and I laugh and talk about it for years.  What about the time, when he scared us with the motor cycle accident. I was happy to see him give the motor cycle up.
 
I want to continue commenting on how much my BIG brother meant to me, but it is a very trying time in my life losing a brother.  Senny will be missed by all. Diah, my daugther in Atlanta Geogia, didn't know Senny very well, but she has some fun memories from 1988 when she visited. She spoke to him last summer and will miss his humor. Delicia in Miami Florida said she will always love him. Senny you made a difference in her life each and every time she visited St. Kitts.

 

Your friends that you made over the last summer in New York and the United States will also miss you. I am Glad my Dad is able to wish you farewell for me because of these unforescene reasons, your memories will live on for ever in our lives. May you rest in peace my brother, you will hold a special place in my hart.
 
Thanks to all who were apart of my brother’s life…Thanks for being supportive to my family….Thanks for attending today…..May the Lord continue to be with you and your family today and always.

 

 Deric

 

 In one of the many Shakespearian plays, as you like it, “Jacques quoted these famous words, “All the worlds a stage and all the men and women merely players.  They make their exists and entrances and each in his turn plays many parts.

 

Uncle Senny’s role on life’s stage was completed on Friday 6th June 2008.  Today we mark in a very significant way his final exit from the world’s stage.  As we do so, we experience all the feelings associated with death but above all I personally take pride and comfort in knowing that my uncle played an important role in my life.

 

My relationship with Uncle Senny goes from as far back as I could remember.  Time would never erase those memories.

 

As I travelled from Miami to spend some summer and every Christmas vacation in St Kitts, I NEVER DARED to pass Uncle Senny’s shop straight.  I always stopped to look for him and Aunty Jenita.

 

I recall uncle Senny coming from behind the counter and showering me with hugs and kisses.  It would seem like at that time nothing else mattered to me or him.  After the hugs and kisses he made sure to introduce me to whomever (everyone) in the shop.  He would go the distance to make sure they had some idea of who I was, as if saying I was not enough.

 

He would say “This is my niece, my Deli, my princess, she is Deric and Ava’s daughter, (and if anyone still look puzzled) he would say, “man you know Mrs Watson from Old Road with the shop, well this is her grand-daughter.”  He would even tell them that I was the one that always brought him Polo Shirts, and bout him his DVD player.

 

He was dependable.   Everyday, he made sure he picked me up from wherever I was staying, and he would take Samantha and me to either the Marriott or Monkey Bar for lunch, and again he felt that everyone in the restaurant had to know who I was.  He would say, “This is my niece, Ms Delicia Gallaway Watson.”

 

I learnt from him the meaning of love, pride, devotion and dedication, in the manner in which he spoke of his, and his good old days and times with his friends.

 

In 2006, my mom and I extended an invitation, and gave him the option to stay with us in Miami to seek medical attention, but he sad, he preferred to go to New York because most of the family was there and at the time he wanted to spend sometime with aunty Cheryl (you all may know she passed away last year.)

 

I could always call him for a good laugh - He was my motivator, my mentor, my hero.  He demonstrated the true meaning of strength and fortitude.  He loved people and family.  He was a firm believer in UNITY, so I urge my relatives to continue on and bind and live as one for my Uncle Senny.

 

Uncle Senny, you stole always giving the warning, causing a sigh tears, even fear.  So it is with an attitude of gratitude that I say “Thank You for the times we’ve shared together.”  Good night Uncle Senny and I hope that in brighter clime we would have the opportunity to say Good Morning.  GO IN PEACE my Sweet Uncle.

                                                              

Delicia Galloway Watson

Senny, I got my report today....I am so happy to tell you that I did very very well. My average percentage is 98. I am thankful that you had helped me this far. I told mommy that I will always do my best in your memory. My end of term exam was dedicated to you Senny...And am happy that I did make you proud. Continue to watch over me in my school work, in my whole life and over our family..Love you uncle Senny.

Senny, It is only one month of your passing and I am still aching like it was just yesterday. I am so hurting cause you left us so quickly. You were a champion in your own way, you help my girls like a cousin and a father.

Thank you for everything. Every morning Traeniq & Jau-Shorndae will shout "Senny we going school" every time we passed the cemetry on our way to school and work. Thank you, Your candle really burnt out long before your legend ever will and long as life last your legend will never die. Rest in Peace Cuz..

Heavenly Father thank you for lending my cousin Senny to us. He was a strong, gifted and kind person. Senny you gaved willing with out even wonder if you should. You were a family man, a community man, a role model for many especially to me and my kids. I will always remember the great times you spent with my kids. Traeniq will never ever forget you as long as God spare cause you did too much in the 7 years of her life. My cousin we argued, we laughed, we cried, we talked about the past, present and future. I am happy that I shared part of your final hours of life with you. I will always remember what you told me the Wednesday night before your passing. This will always make me cry but I would never forget it.

The friday afternoon I sat with you, I rubbed your side and back, I helped you, you laughed at the joke you had on me. Senny your presence will always be my source of inspiration to life. Senny you really lived life to the fullest and one thing you always remembered our Creator in whatever you did. You always said it was just money in your time of giving and it really was just that.

We are hurting, really hurting, but as time heals we will never ever forget you, never forget your lending hand and certainly not forgetting the sound of your strong, loud voice. Sleep on my cousin, Sleep on. The Lord our God knows you were tired and took you home to rest......Continue to sleep in Jesus...Loved you in life will continue to love you in death.

Senny, you were a strong, hard, dedicated and loving family man. You were a community man always giving no matter the cost. It was hard seeing you in so much pain. Even though it is hard to loose you it is so much better to know that you are out of all your pain and suffering. Senny we had our times of disagreement but who family hasnt but guess what no matter what was said we were always on each others side. You were a nephew that I will never ever forget. After my mother died (your grandmother) you held the family together.

You were the backbone for your brothers and sisters when your mother died. You were our source of inspirations you were the one that kept us bonding and smiling. Your loud mouth I will miss, Your heavy hands hitting the counter of the shop I will miss, the way in which you whistled I will certainly miss. Senny you lived it, you showed it and you shared it all. Thanks and will be eternally greatful.......

Senny my special cousin I will always miss you your great laugh and your giving. I will always remember going to the shop with mommy and you asking my darling Shorndae what do you want today and I would have pointed on the sweety section and you would say take what ever you want darling. The Lord saw you were tired and he called you to lie on his lap. The Lord knows best. Sleep on and will always remember you.

My dearest cousin Senny It was hard seeing you, it wasn't easy at all. I will always miss our special times together especially when I get my report cards from school. I will no longer be able to show you how great I did. But will continue to do not only to get good marks but exceptionally great marks just for you. I will always cherish the special jokes you gave, the Hi-5's that we used to give each other and all the great stuff that was given to me. When you came back from New York you gave me stuff and for that I will cherish them. Thanks for being a role model in my life and I will always remember you. Thank YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!! Rest in Peace.....

Godfather.....

In life I Loved You Dearly, In Death I Love You Still.

Seeing you in your pain was not easy for me but I tried daily to build courage so that I can look for you. You were always there for me in sickness and in health, through my ups and my downs. You always wanted the best for me, you've encouraged me even when i felt like all hope is gone. You gave and for this I am greatful. I've cried and cried but its not because you gave but the father figure you had in my life as your god-child will be sadly missed. Your out of your pain an suffering now, gone to soon but God knows best. The news of ur death was shocking and heart breaking but today I stand proud and say thank you for being a wonderful God-father, father and friend.

I will never forget my 16th Birthday. I called to ask you if you will be home so I can drop off the invitation by you. Your first reaction was "what do you want me to donate", I replied by saying when I come by you we'll talk. I left and went to the shop to give him the invitation upon arrival I was greeted with the same question and my usual response whenever that question was asked was my reply "what ever you can give", his reponse was "ok I will let you know".

The day for the party was finally here. I was at home the saturday morning when I saw the Brewery truck reversing up my street. I knew my party was the same day so my father was not going to open up the shop, The truck stayed by the shop and as I was about to say "nothing for us today" the driver said "Keriece where should I place these drinks", I asked "what drinks?" he turned to me and said I have 25 cases of drinks here for you the man with the shop in boyds said to leave them here with you. I was so happy I ran to tell my mom then I opened the shop so that they could pack them in. I ran back inside and called my God-father to tell him Thanks he then said to me I will be down there in a while. I was not expecting anything else. Shortly after we spoke my God-father was at the house with a nice stand cake as if I was about to get married. I could not thank him more.

Thanks for making my "Sweet 16" a success.

God-Father......I Love You... to the rest of the family stay strong he'll take care of us still.