I offer my deepest condolences to Winnie’s family and her close friends. May her memory bring you comfort in your time of grief.
My memories of Winnie:
Winnie and I overlapped from 1982-83 during our Nigeria days. I had arrived the prior year. I didn’t know her very well but we did spend some bit of time together.
I stayed at Winnie's place for a couple of days in April ‘83 when I was doing a solo motorbike trek around Nigeria and just visiting people as I went.
My Honda motorbike quit working while I was at her place. The condenser coil had died. I found a replacement automotive one at a parts kiosk close to her place, which worked, and then went into Jos to get an actual Honda one. Winnie was most accommodating while I got my transport back in order.
Water was scarce at Winnie’s place, as it was many places in Nigeria.
I remember a sign in her bathroom:
If it's yellow let it mellow.
If it's brown flush it down.
That was a new little verse for me so perhaps that is why I remember it.
I remember Winnie as a quiet, gentle person. Her home was an island of calm in the often stormy life that many of us experienced in Nigeria.
She was going to buy my portable typewriter from me when I left Nigeria. Due to a rather stormy disagreement between me and a member of the Nigerian National Police Force, that didn’t happen.
Winnie, it was an experience!
I am so sorry for your loss. Aunt Winnie was one of my favourite people. I loved her strength, her music, her intelligence, her thirst for knowledge. She will always have a warm place in my heart. Love to Shelly, Jo, and Duncan and all those whose lives were touched by this amazing woman. The loss is huge.