Doolarchan Harripersad

Mr. Doolarchan Harripersad aka Harry/Kadaroo…

With saddened hearts we celebrate the life of our dear Uncle.
Uncle was the son of the late Munish and Bissoondai Harripersad.  He is survived by his brother Moonan and sister Roshida.  Uncle was loved and cared for by Aunty Sally, who passed away a couple years ago.  Max, his dog, was the light of his life.  He was loved dearly by all his family and friends in Trinidad and here in the United States. Uncle came to the United States in 1974. He worked tediously to achieve the American dream.   Uncle, despite all obstacles accomplished his goals.  

Uncle was a very kind and caring person.   He loved his family dearly. He was very stern, yet ready to assist before one can ask.  Always lending a helping hand.   Uncle loved to cook, his bar b que was off the chain. He would whip up his delicious sides of yellow rice, potato salad and beans.  When asked about his recipe, he gave a slight playful smirk and said your Aunty Sally.  Their love for each other was unique and so adorable.   

Uncle loved to upkeep his property.  He spent countless hours grooming his hedges to perfection.  He nurtured his coconut, avocado, mango and his other citrus trees daily.  The mangoes from his backyard were ohhhh so scrumptious.  The smell of them would just make you sit and enjoy the aroma of them.  The avocados are the largest we have seen.   He would trick his visitors.  He would ask them if they saw any avocados on the tree.  They won’t be able to from far away.  Upon approaching the tree they would be astonished.  We would then get pictures and calls.  His voice was full of happiness.  When we visited him we were always greeted with avocados and mangoes.  Uncle was a true gem to us.

Max, his dog, what can I say was spoiled to the max.  Max should be with Chad and Charissa now but soon he will.  They helped in making Max become a brat dog.  Max was fed on a daily basis - ice cream, cream cheese along with regular foods.  Oh yeah, make sure he eats his cheese first then feed him his ham.  

Many moons ago when we first visited Uncle and Aunt Sally, we had so much fun.  They embraced us with such love.  We visited relatives, went to beach and just enjoyed daily backyard bonding.  He made us promise to excel in life and make him proud.  Indeed, we did.  Years later we introduced him to our kids.  He embraced them with a love like no other.   He played the grandpa role since their grandpas passed on.  Oh boy, he loved him some Chad and Preya.  Max didn’t know how to act when they visited and when they called.  He would just show off.  We can’t wait to be reunited with Max.
 
Uncle was a person when he cared and loved someone, it was deep.   As we drove by his home, his Hibiscus bloomed so exotically.  One can see his love thru them.  His face is embedded in them.  Wanda, his longtime neighbor, admired his dedication to his flowers.  She would say “Harry is out there tending to his yard”.  Wanda would go over and show him all our updates on Facebook.  Wanda and her family were indeed great friends to Uncle over the years.  Her son would be his remote control fixer.  Oh yeah, can’t forget Diego his other neighbor.  These two would give anyone a headache.  

Uncle, knew we cared and loved him.  He would say he had to be careful what he ask of us.  He ask us to organize his kitchen. Boy, he gripped and said his kitchen look like a store after we were done.  He was like Walmart won’t be seeing me for a long time.  He asked for music, he was in glory.  He listened to his Bhajans and it allowed him to explore himself spiritually.  On the other hand he got his party or chutney mix.  He would call with music on overload, he would say wait let him turn down the music.  He would say he just chilling listening to music, sipping on a Budlight and watching Max chase the frogs.

Our visits with Uncle will be forever etched in our memories.   He thought the kids card tricks.  We took trips. Visited family and friends.  Football…. his favorite sport.  We would bet.  This reflection of Uncle’s life could easily turn into a book with many chapters.  This is just a simple reflection because of this sadness of the current situation.  We thank God we are even allowed the opportunity to send him home gracefully.

Uncle:  we love and miss you.  Sleep in peace.  May Lord Krishna take you into his abode.   

With utmost love and sincerity from us.
Premchan (Robin) Ramjattan your loving nephew 
Chad Premchan Ramjattan your awesome grand nephew 
Charissa Preya Ramjattan your precious grand niece
and yours truly Charmaine Ramjattan, MBA, PhD.