"In life, we loved you dearly, in death we love your still. In our hearts you hold a place, no one else ever fill".

The late Lloyd George Senior affectionately called Uncle Lloyd, Brother Lloyd, Kid Banga, Banga, and as Pat calls him Bra Lloyd. He was born on the 31st day of October, 1935 in the cool hills of Hasty Good, Mile Gully in the parish of Manchester, Jamaica. He was the third of six (6) children born to Mr. and Mrs. George Senior. His siblings are: Hilda, Myrtle-Mae (deceased); Ivy, Reginald and Gloria.

Lloyd first attended the Mile Gully Elementary School in Manchester and later Georges Plain Elementary in the parish of Westmoreland; as his parents relocated to the plains of Westmoreland.
Upon leaving Georges Plain Elementary School, Lloyd gained employment at the Frome Sugar Factory of West Indies Sugar Company "WISCO". He became an apprentice at the machine shop department where he honed his skills in machinery and became a qualified machinist. His knowledge, skills and respect for authority earned him a permanent space in the company and very soon he became a trainer of machine trainees. There, he enjoyed full time employment in the early fifties (50s) until he emigrated to the United States of America in the mid-sixties (60s) until the time of his death.

Lloyd was married to Elsie Smith but that marriage was short lived. He soon established a long-lasting relationship with Mabel Pepin who predeceased him. Mabel and Lloyd had a relationship where Lloyd's children became Mabel's and Mabel's children became Lloyd's.

Lloyd loved life, he loved his family and he loved his friends. He had an outgoing personality, the personification of the term socialite. He loved to entertain and had many friends to share in his many joyous, fun-filled occasions.

He liked being out among his friends. Sometimes during the Summer season, and even when the warmth of Summer was gone, one could always find him at the park with his friends "chilling" as they were engaged in "spirited" discussions, be it on a local topic or happenings and events in his Jamaica.

Lloyd loved to cook. He was always cooking up a storm in any cook-out event. Some good food and "boos" to top it off. He loved fish; and collard green was a must for him.

Banga enjoyed the gentleman's game - cricket. He was quite a fan. But, his love for the game was not reduced to being a mere spectator from the pavilion; he was quite a skillful player himself. While he was employed at WISCO, he participated in a number of cricket competitions. He played matches, inter-estate as well as inter-factory, meaning Frome Sugar factory versus Bernard Lodge, MoneyMusk, Appleton and Hampden Sugar Factories. Indeed, he was such an excellent batsman with his left hand of course, that would make the likes of Brian Lara and Garfield Sobers envious. The many cups and trophies he earned were testament to his talents and skills as a batsman. Of course, this proud peacock would have them displayed for all to see.

He loved the game so much that whether cricket was being played locally or internationally he would sit up and listen, sometimes late nights into early mornings; fixated with his orange transistor radio, tuned-in to the game being broadcast from as far away as Australia.

He enjoyed music. Lloyd loved listening to music, and he would sing songs written by Pat Boon or Elvis Pressley. When he was tired of singing he would resort to whistling. If you were in his audience he would say "Girl! You hear the greatest!"

He also loved his special pet Princess, which he cared and nurtured for a long time. And Princess would be quite loyal and protective too of him. The usual growl would be a warning to a stranger that they need to stay away from her master. It was particularly hard when he had to part with Princess when relocating to Florida.

Lloyd loved life and good living and wanted the same for his children, his younger siblings and even strangers. He loved his nieces and nephews and always enquired about them. He enjoyed a good conversation particularly if it is about older folk and happenings from Mile Gully. He loved to keep in touch with relatives and friends.

Lloyd's home was opened to relatives as well as strangers, always being the Good Samaritan. Many can attest to the help; the hospitality, the care they received from him when they were in need. His home was a safe haven for those who needed help. Be they his children, his brother, nieces, nephew or just stranger. It was his nature to be kind and helpful.
Death leaves heartache
no one can heal.
Memories are treasures
no one can steal
Some may forget you now that you are gone
But we will remember
No matter how long
He leaves to mourn
Gone from our sight, but never from our hearts.

He leaves to grieve: his seven children, Vernon (Tony), Orville (Bunny), Trevor, Sandra, Peaches, Barbara, and Geraldine. His siblings: sisters Ivy and Gloria, brother Reginald. His many nieces, nephews, grandchildren, great grandchildren, other relatives and a host of friends.

Sleep on Brother Lloyd, may the Angels guard you into the arms of God. REST IN PERPETUAL PEACE