Henry George Ramsey (“Uncle”) was born March 10, 1926 in Belfied, St. Mary. He was the pride and joy of his mother, Lucinda Osbourne, who doted on him by cooking his favorite foods and taking care of his clothes. After completing elementary school, he learned tailoring with the Master Tailor in the district, Hyman Clarke. He told me this funny story regarding him learning tailoring. He said his mother told him she made arrangements for him to start his apprenticeship with Mr. Clarke. He told her that he didn’t like tailoring and she responded, “Well, I love it.” End of story. Uncle migrated to England in 1961. He enjoyed the British culture, especially the food and the clothes. After spending a number of years in England, he decided to migrate to Canada, eventually settling in Winnipeg. He loved Canada, despite the extreme cold weather. Winnipeg during those times was very lonely for him, so he decided to migrate to the United States, where his sister was living. He settled in Brooklyn, where he resided for over 30 years. He enjoyed the diversity that New York City offered. He enjoyed the food, jazz festivals, and walking in Times Square. After retirement, he returned to Toronto, Canada, because I believe in Canada he found the peace and serenity he yearned for. He lived in Toronto, where he became an active member of the Catholic Church and just basically enjoyed his retirement. However, he divided his time between Canada and Atlanta, initially spending months with his sister until she passed in 2012. He continued spending time in Atlanta with his cousins. Due to his failing health, he has been living in Atlanta since March of 2016. Uncle transitioned on June 7, 2018. He lived a good life doing the things he was interested in and what he enjoyed. He was very interested in politics, both local and international. As a result, he would spend hours watching CNN. One could always have a significant political discussion with Uncle because he kept up to date on political issues. A smart dresser, Uncle was always interested in sartorial elegance because he believed “clothes make the man.” He leaves behind to mourn his loss nieces, grandnieces, and a host of cousins and dear friends. May his soul rest in peace and may he find eternal peace.