i met veronica ramroop when i was a young gir, she was teaching dress making class, we became friends, few years later i came to the usa and was attending church in brookly where i met her mom. oh was granny (we, me and my kids call her) our belssing. times were not so good and granny would come every week to meet us at church we all attend the same church, and she would bring 2 bags of tennis roll and 1 dollar for orlando and 1 dollar for peter, and let me say Peter was about 2 years then and he woudl only go to church to see if grammywas there and had the dollar, he would search for her or wait outside until he spot her coming and ran up to her "granny you bring my dollar" i used to be so ashamed but she would say " yes baba" and he woudl grab it and ran. she always laugh, i missed her laugh. she would cook lots of different food and bring to our home, roti, chicken curry, pumpkin, balange and lots of other stuff then she would say baby let me sing u a song, what you want to hear and she would sing me benji darling oh granny you had that beautiful voice. my boys were 2 then, wish you could see them now both in university and still call you their white granny. you have given us good memories a happy time when times was so hard and such joy singing beni darling our favourite. we love you and you will forever remain our dearest granny, may our lord welcome you with loving arms as you did us.