Aunty Irene, will always be remembered as "the aunty who always had something to give". We have countless things that she has blessed us with.
I remember her buying a big watermelon, saying it was too big for her to eat alone, so she shared half with us. So sweet!
Countless times we would come home greeted by a parcel @ our front door; it was from Aunty Irene. Roger would drop off stuff, people would deliver stuff; it was from Aunty Irene.
We will miss her so ,so much....., but we will dance with her on the golden streets one day.
The Ogunjis ( shayo, justlin, tehillah, yadah, zamar)