Remembering Eddy Odingi

TWO years ago on Saturday last, Eddy Odingi wrote his last story, swung his final golf club. But such a good friend and colleague was he, we cannot forget. No, not Mervyn Wells, David Brewster, Trevor Clarke nor I. What a cheerful personality, plain, down-to-earth golfing fanatic, steelband and calypso lover was Eddy, who you people in the Maraval hillside knew as Edwin Taylor. Only two months ago, I went off to the sister-isle to cover the Tobago Plantatuions Senior Classic Golf Championship, and while in my hotel room after the opening day, it struck me — Eddy would have loved it here. Yes the Pan Jumbie, under which pen name Eddy wrote so many articles on the preparation of the bands for Panorama is no more. I can still see those plush graying sideburns, hear that quaint laugh. Rest in peace Eddy.  We still remember you and your wife Angie too, of course and the rest of the family.