Cynthia Nembhard

The Life of

Cynthia Laverne Nembhard

June 30, 1929 ~ August 24, 2020

The aunt we love remains with us

for love itself lives on,

and cherished memories never fade

because a loved one’s gone.

Those we love can never

be more than a thought apart,

for as long as there is memory,

she’ll live on in heart. -- Unknown

Today we say goodbye to my Aunt fondly know as Miss San. Cynthia was born in Guys Hill, St. Catherine, Jamaica, W.I. on June 30, 1929 and was my dad’s younger sister. Raised by their Aunt May, Cynthia, my dad, Aunt Merce and Uncle Grover were more like brothers and sisters than cousins. Not only did they do chores together and help run errands, they also got up to mischief as most children do. As the youngest girl in the family, Cynthia was often the target of the other’s teasing. On one particular day my dad and his cohorts decided to distract Cynthia so that my dad could swipe the meat from her plate. Not amused Cynthia would complain to Aunt May who would come to her rescue.

Aunty was a cheerful, fun-loving lady who loved children and her family. A devout Catholic, she always had a prayer for those in need and a kind word. She worried about everyone, including her neighbors’ dog, Daisy. Aunty immigrated to the United States along with her Mother in 1967. Having gone to High School in Kingston, she secured employment with Bankers Trust in New York City as a bank supervisor, retiring after 25 years of dedicated service. In 1999 my Aunt, mum and dad decided to leave New York for the sunny climate of Florida. A sharp dresser, Aunty had a purse and shoes for every outfit not to mention matching accessories. She enjoyed shopping, reading, family get togethers and most of all watching General Hospital. We knew better than to call her on a weekday during 2:00 – 3:00 pm.

My aunt was a gentle soul, wonderful sister/sister-in-law and cousin who loved to laugh even at the off-color jokes. Her home was her castle which she decorated very tastefully and kept immaculate. The pictures in her home serve as a reminder of how much she loved her family. Survived by her nieces Claudette and Sharon, numerous grand nieces and nephews, cousins and sister-in-law she will always be an example of how to live your life with integrity and dignity. I would like to thank the caregivers and staff at Royal Palm Beach Health and Rehabilitation who gave such good care to my Aunt during her stay there.

I know that she will be missed by all of us here today, Aunty I wish you peace and will always love you.