I’ll always remember the evening of the grain, partly because it began with Dezarie. There he was, sitting on his stool against the soursop tree, humming and singing Dezarie. He loved to hear her singing, ”roots and culture, roots and culture we want.” He said that within those words, she said it all. It became the mantra of that evening and thereafter, heard here and there in and around the Soursop Shrine. Although he wasn’t Rasta, as a sentinel of heritage, he appreciated their homage to Africa.
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