I first met Trella on the first day of the opening of Cayman Islands High School in 1949. Immediately she and I bonded and became the best of friends and great High School buddies. Trella and I were both very sport minded and when our Netball court was completed and our teams formed I was the captain and Trella was just under me as the best on the team for scoring. We won every game between the two of us for the highest score.

Trella’s Dad Mr. Urban Myles was a seaman and we always kept our ears open for the sound of the conch shell when she was told that the boat her Dad was on was expected in that day. As soon as the boat got into the dock both of us were sneaking away from School down to the Dock to greet Mr. Urban. Trella always knew he would have something special for her and the family. In this particular day he had brought Sugar Daddies for Trella and she immediately shared them with me of course. Off we’d go back to school sucking on these Sugar Daddies. We even took our seats back in class sucking on the Sugar Daddies, until one day Mr. Ricketts threw a piece of chalk at us for bringing the candies into class. He gave us both a right telling off and scolded us. You see once we got our teeth into the Sugar Daddies we could hardly get them out.  Once graduation was over Trella went her way and formed her own way of life whilst I did the same. However we always kept in touch. Trella settled for a while in the United States whilst I settled and lived in England for a long time. Trella became a beautician/hairdresser and later returning to Cayman to open one of the nicest Beauty Salons right on Smith Road just next to the family home. I returned home and immediately found myself in my spare time sitting in her beauty salon just conversing and watching her in her job of creating beautiful hairstyles on the lovely ladies waiting patiently for their turn. After a few years Trella met and married Carl and we three became the best of friends. Trella and Carl then extended their property by opening a small grocery store right next door. Again every time I was passing I would find myself visiting Mr. Urban and then shifting across to the grocery store where I would sit comfortably and have a drink and exchange conversation with both of them. This, my friends was real genuine friendship between Trella and myself. I was a part of Trella’s life and every thing that was going on there I was invited to, together with the Ex-seamen who would celebrate Mr. Urban’s Birthday from year to year. After a while Trella started to have problems – like a stroke or two  – a fall maybe which really set her back. She decided to move back to Florida. On my visits to Florida I always touched base with her and she and Carl would join us for old time sake as we say. Going back in time and enjoying each other’s company away from home. Trella lived comfortably in Florida but gradually her health started to change. I called Trella every two weeks just to check her always being greeted by Carl as “The Forty Niner” and the greeting and latest Cayman News I would then exchange with Trella. My last call was on Christmas Day and I could hear that Trella was not the usual Trella. Her voice was slow.

As you all know, the rest is history as they say. My good friend is at peace with her Saviour. How we will all miss her. Goodbye my special friend, my Angel.  Rest in Peace. As always your friend – Joan