June Gail Addy

Tributes & Poems

PAIGE, JARED, NATASHA, CIENNA, CIEVANNA, ORLANDO AND LILLIE-ROSE XX

“Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
Someday I’ll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops away above the chimney tops,
That’s where you’ll find me.”

Our beautiful Nan, the last song I heard your beautiful voice sing.
I’m so glad Orlando and Lillie-Rose got to meet you and hear that special gentle voice.
We still had so many memories to make, which pains me that time was cut short for us all as a family.
We will miss you every day but find beauty in everyday to remind us of you.
Beautiful, elegant, kind, and caring. A true queen, the loss is immeasurable.
Until we meet again Nanny June ❤️

JAHNEE

To Nanny June

I’m so upset that you are gone you were not meant to go…. I’ve always known you to be a strong fearless woman, and that’s how I will remember you.

“You are my sunshine,

My only sunshine,

You make me happy,

When skies are grey

You’ll never know dear,

How much I love you,

Please don’t take my sunshine away.”

I remember so vividly you singing this to me when I was younger, and you stayed with us in Cambridge. I hope you are happy where you are, I will always remember and honour you, I hope I will do you proud one day.

Rest in paradise, I love you.

JASMINE

Dear Nanny Juna,

I can’t even comprehend that you’re gone right now,

It hurts and all I can do is ask myself how?

For a while, I’ll be okay, knowing that you’re above, and safe.

Then all of a sudden it hits me like a wave, I won’t ever get to see you face-to-face.

Every time I open WhatsApp, I see your name and it remains; I know if a message was sent, it will never be the same.

Every now and then I will distinctly remember your laughter, and I will also remember you making such beautiful things, you are simply the crafter.

When it’s hard, I always remember that you’re still a part of me, and that you will always live long, especially in our memories.

I love you Nan 💕

CHRISTOPHER QUARLESS (NEE ADDY)

Where do I start mum, how do I start. I’ve been asked by my siblings to write something for your service.

I’m honestly struggling mum to express how I feel. There will never be enough words to express how I feel.

They have a saying that time heals. I’m afraid at this present moment I can’t ever see this happening.

I’ve always prided myself on writing beautiful letters with true emotion, but I find myself stumped and lost for words. My mind is numb, and my heart is broken. You were and still are the love of my life. For the audience reading this I’m sure you are all aware how much laughter and love myself and my mother shared.

I’ve have never ever met a woman with so much class and grace as my mother.

I apologise to my siblings who I love dearly for not flying the flag and giving a speech befitting, but the grief is too much to bear.

With a heavy heart I say goodbye my Queen

JACQUELINE AND JOHN

A Tribute to Our Beloved Mother, June Gail Addy

On the 6th of April at 1:06am, heaven gained an angel, and the world lost a shining star. We lost our Adjua and Our Abrewa – Our Beautiful mother whose love and strength shaped the very core of who we are.

Mum, you gave life to six of us — each of us unique, yet all of us bound by the same unshakable foundation of your love. As your twin children, we had the gift of growing up not just side by side with each other but always wrapped in the warmth of your care and guidance – we individually and collectively just like our siblings shared special moments and had strong bonds with you that went deep.

JACQUELINE

Mum, I teased constantly that I was your favourite – truth is you were my favourite person in the world. You loved me back to health when I thought it was time to meet my maker. You were the one person I could count on to love me fiercely and completely. We argued but even then, I could not live with any void between us – I lived for you mum. You were my best friend and my light in the dark. How do I begin to say goodbye to you. How am I supposed to move on. When will this pain stop. It was a pleasure loving you!! We shared tears, laughter, and just real moments over the years. You are not alone!! I am here with you – we used to jest but mum you left me!! Everything has changed.

JOHN

The bond we shared goes beyond words or explanation. You called me your special boy. The void in my heart is undeniable and my kids feel your loss. You loved us all unconditionally and you will remain in our hearts. There are no words to express the extent of what I’m feeling. I remain strong for my sister, my children, and my siblings but Mum, I loved you till the very end.

Mother Dearest – You were everything — our protector, our teacher, our biggest fan, and the heart of our family. Despite having 6 kids you somehow managed to make each of us feel seen, heard, and deeply loved, no matter what was happening around you. That was your magic — your quiet power — the ability to hold so much love in one heart and give it freely, always with a smile and giggling.

Abrewa – We will remember the little things — the way you called our names, your laughter echoing through the house, your stories, your prayers, the dancing, the singing, the messages at odd times, the random letters sent to us and the way you made even the simplest moments feel like memories worth keeping.

We remember your sacrifices, your wisdom, your tenderness, and the fierce way you loved us all. As twins, we shared a unique bond, but one of the greatest joys of our lives was sharing you — our beautiful mother — with our siblings. And together, as six, we carry your love with us, wherever we go.

The loss is heavy, Mum, but your light continues to guide us. We will honour your legacy, cherish each other, and hold tight to everything you taught us. We will be our brother keeper mum!!

Mum – I will personally (Jacqueline) hold dear everything you held dear – you know what I mean. I promise you this mum.

We refuse to say goodbye, but we will miss you more than words can express.

Rest in peace, our beautiful Mama – June Gail.

With endless love – Forever Love –

Your Twins 💗💕🤍

AUNTIE JENNY

THE RADIENT MORN HAS PASSED AWAY – TRIBUTE TO MY DEAR SISTER JUNE ADDY

The years of our life is seventy or even by reason of strength eighty, yet their span is but toil and trouble: they are soon gone and fly away.

Psalm 90 verse10

I am externally grateful to THE Most High God for giving us such a wonderful, blessed woman as my sister June. She was an inspiring soul. Always there for all who came to her with their troubles.

Her hospitality made us feel important. She was the most loving, humble, compassionate, family orientated woman you can ever meet. Beautiful in and out.

We had our ups and downs like any other relationship, but that was miniscule in comparison to the bigger picture. I became a protector to her from her age of seven during the ten years we lived in St Mary’s children home in Tacarigua Trinidad

Even after she moved to this country in 1971.

She became a woman of faith and substance. A homemaker and businesswoman who imparted her skills to many. She worked very hard to fend for her children to give them a better life to become useful citizens in their adult lives. I will be eternally grateful for being your sister. I cherish the short time we spent together.

God had a greater calling for you to come home and rest in his many mansions.

Losing my source of laughter, embodiment of love that you were is not easy. But you know what June? Father God have promised me peace that passes all understanding, strength to bear my loss by

The Power of the Holy Spirit

This earthy journey we have made together, even in death I know you have eternal life. I will weep no more for it is well with my soul.

I’m truly sorry that this world has lost such a bright life

No doubt as a family you have lost a great mother, grandmother, great grandmother, and friend.

I know that at times like this when death strikes. We sometimes find it difficult to face realities.

I take this opportunity to encourage you all to feel comforted by the prayers, love, and support that you will receive in the coming days, weeks, and months.

I call on you all to always trust in the words of Christ when he says.

” Peace, I give to you, I do not give as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not be afraid” John 14 verse 27.

June sleep on and take your rest, but as you do so, know that know that you will be sadly missed by your family and friends, who rejoice today in the fact that you are at peace with your maker Almighty God

We love you June.

May your soul rest in perfect peace, and may light perpetually shine on you in Jesus name

God bless you, Amen.

JAMES AND GEMMA NARTEY

A Tribute to Our Dearest Auntie June

Our hearts are heavy as we remember our favourite Auntie, June. From Ghana to wherever we were, she always found a way to be close. Jemma will miss those weekend video calls—your smile, your laughter, the way you always made time feel like home.

James will never forget walking hand-in-hand with you down Frederick Street, feeling proud and safe beside you. You made clothes with so much love, and you’d plait his hair like an African prince, always saying, “You have to look royal, my boy.” Every morning started with doubles and coconut water—simple things, but full of warmth and joy because you shared them with us.

You gave us love, culture, and unforgettable memories. Rest easy, Auntie June. You will always live in our hearts.

With love forever,

NYAHO KELVIN TAMAKLOE

My lovely grandmother, I never thought life would be so cruel to me until the day we had to part ways.

Your absence leaves a gaping hole in our hearts, a void that can never be filled.

Grandma, your kitchen was a warm, loving space filled with the aroma of freshly made cakes and simmering stews permeating your kitchen, which was a place of warmth and affection.

On those evenings after school, I remember the comforting image of you running around preparing a feast that always included my favourite dishes.

Your hands, seasoned with years of love and care, turned ordinary meals into culinary masterpieces. Grandma, your kitchen was more than just a place to cook; it was a sanctuary of love, a testament to your unwavering devotion and a source of countless cherished memories.

Love you Grandma.

AKOS

Amazing Mum June

Mother, Friend, Partner – we trusted each other. We have been together for years.

She would call me ‘AKOS’ and I would respond ‘MUM’

My heart ❤️ is shattered as you are no more.

I miss you soo much – the laughter, the smiles and jokes. Hmmmm

May the Good Lord Keep you Safe.

Till we meet again.

Love you❤️

JANICE FISCIAN-BLAY

Just one look and you said it without uttering a word❤️‍🔥

One hug from you and all was right with the world, you had so much love to give, and I was blessed to have a mama like you love me unconditionally 🫂

You made me your daughter and shared your family with me. (My Jac cousins by blood, sisters by choice) 💞

Laughter, – Mama Juna your smile and laughter could light up the sky (remember that time at the market)

I was weak 🤣

As soon as you heard the news of me having a baby you did the proud grandmother thing, I felt the love ❤️

The legacy you have left is truly a blessing My children Tiana, Nevaeh, Adonai, and I now have a true guardian angel watching over us. We love you giddy, giddy, giddy.

I will never forget you, forever more in my heart till we meet again.

Rest well Empress Mama Juna

SISTER KISSI

“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” – 2 Timothy 4:7

We first met early 1980, during a season of life when we were both young, and our children were even younger. It was a time of beginnings — of families, of friendships, and of faith. From that very moment, she became a constant presence in my life.

June and her husband were truly God-sent. Together, they served faithfully in the church and played a vital role in helping to establish the work of God in Ghana. Their obedience and dedication laid foundations that continue to bless many to this day.

June was a woman of remarkable devotion — faithful, dependable, and full of grace. We served side by side in the church, united by a shared love for God and a deep desire to serve others. Her love for art and creativity shone brightly in everything she did. Whether decorating a room for Sunday school, preparing lessons for the children, or organizing gatherings for the women, she approached every task with vision, warmth, and unmistakable joy.

Her heart for children was something truly special. She understood them — their needs, their energy, their curiosity — and they were naturally drawn to her. She taught not only with words, but with actions, embodying patience, kindness, and a genuine love that left a lasting impression on all who knew her.

Her creativity wasn’t just a talent — it was a ministry. Through her, we saw how beauty and faith could come together to inspire, comfort, and uplift. She had a gift for making others feel seen, valued, and loved — especially the little ones who looked up to her with wonder in their eyes.

Even as time passed and life took us through its many seasons, her presence remained steady and her spirit vibrant. She leaves behind a legacy of love, service, and creativity that will live on in every heart she touched.

I thank God for the gift of her friendship — for the laughter we shared, the prayers we whispered, and the many moments that made our bond so special. She will be dearly missed but never forgotten.

THE RELIEF SOCIETY

Tribute to sister June Gail Addy (Nee) Quarless

Sister Addy joined the Church of Jesus Christ of latter-day saints in the UK and relocated to Ghana in the early 1980s with her husband brother Isaac Newton Addy of blessed memory.

Her faith and commitment to do the Lord ‘s work during the budding stage of the Church cannot be overruled. Her beaming smiles and love for the sisters made her one of the leading sisters in the growing stage of the Church.

In 1989, the Church’s activities were banned by the then Government.

When the Church was called back to activity in around 1990, the first Stake Relief Society was organized by Church Authorities from Church Headquarters in Utah, in the U.S.

At a general national conference at the Trade Fair Site in Accra Ghana, Sister Benedicta Elizabeth Kissi was called as the first Stake Relief Society President in Ghana, with sister Rebecca Ferguson as first counsellor and sister Gladys Amenya as the second counsellor with sister Chrispat Okutu as their secretary for a good record time.

Sister Addy, a professionally trained nurse always has her testimony of the Church’s program of activity for women for sisters in the Church dubbed ” Home making”.

This program helped her to shelve her nursing carrier to become known.

as a florist, interior decorator, and a caterer.

She was therefore given a calling as home making specialist to the Christiansburg Stake when the Accra Ghana Stake was divided.

Sister Addy the Lord appreciates your effort and will reward you accordingly.

Fare thee well our dear and cherished sister in the Faith.

Rest in perfect peace till we meet again.

BROTHER MARTIN E COFFIE

Words cannot express the pain in our hearts as we share this tribute.

You were more than just a sister and a loved one. Though your time with us has come to an end, the impact you made in our lives will last forever.

Your laughter, kindness, and vibrant spirit brought joy to everyone around you. You had a way of making each moment special, and your love was a gift to all of us.

You lived your life with grace, compassion, and love. You gave your time, your laughter, and your warmth selflessly to all who needed it.

You always knew how to make others feel special and valued.

Though you are no longer here with us, I know your spirit lives on in the love you gave and the beautiful memories we shared.

Even though we are overfilled with grief, there is no doubt that you fought a good fight and always lived your life well.

Today, we celebrate your well-lived life.

Sister June Gail Addy, rest in perfect peace until we meet again.

SISTER KISSI

“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” – 2 Timothy 4:7

I thank God for the gift of her friendship — for the laughter we shared, the prayers we whispered, and the many moments that made our bond so special. She will be dearly missed but never forgotten.

MAGDALENE DJANI

“To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; …. a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn …….” (Ecclesiastes 3:1-4).

There are certain individuals who touch our lives in profound ways, leaving an indelible mark on our hearts and souls, mom fits perfectly into this group of individuals. Mom bore her own biological children but adopted many, many, many more as her own. She opened her heart and home to everyone. KINDNESS should have been her middle name. Mom taught me and many others how to sew, bake, decorate and care for a home. Her love, guidance, and the skills she taught us contributed and shaped our lives and career. I was blessed with many opportunities to serve with mom in several church callings and oh my goodness it did not matter who she was called to serve, she would devote and serve with her body, mind, and spirit. Please do not ask me the number of nights we stayed up to make clothes or bake for free for people she barely knew. There were times, I know some of us prayed that no one she knew was having a baby. Because mom loves children, if she hears there is a baby on the way, that means staying up to sew one of the following, a baby layette set, quilt, christening or baby clothes or something for the mother or child mostly for free.

June Gail Addy was a remarkable woman and one of a kind. She touched the lives of many, her impact reaching far beyond her immediate circle of friends and family. Her generosity knew no bounds; she was always ready to lend a helping hand, to offer a listening ear while sharing a joke, and to provide solutions to a need. We will miss your sense of humour for there was never a dull moment with you. May mom’s memory continues to inspire and guide us, and I pray we strive to live in a way that honours her beautiful spirit.

May your soul rest in perfect peace.

THE AMPAW FAMILY

It was in 1995 when the Ampaw Family meet the Addy Family. They had returned from a church assignment in Nigeria to live at North Legon – Firestone. At the time we were living pretty close to their residence.

At the time, our Bishop was Bishop Adhaje. Our ward i.e. Madina Ward decided to have a Couples Night and Sister Addy was the Relief Society President – so all the dishes were prepared at her home, and I was one of the sisters that helped in the preparation of the food.

I do not know what attracted her to me, but we were “hooked together.” After the Couples Dinner our relationship grew stronger to the extent that when the family needed to travel to the United Kingdom for one month they asked if our family would be able look at their home and move in for the duration of the one month.

Our family accepted that and moved to their house for one month. My children fell in love with their beautiful home: especially my son. We maintained the beauty of the house until they returned. Our friendship continued to grow strong. People used to tease me that I was her maid, but she told them I am a trusted friend and as such I am her handbag.

When we moved to our new home, we decided to be having dinner as often as possible. This time at her home – another time at my place. There are times she would call to ask what are you cooking, please send it over to me and take mine.

My son does not eat cake but if it is from Sister June Gail Addy he will eat that.

Sister Addy’s passing is not easy for my children, but they take inspiration from God that thou knows best. Your name will forever be on our lips until we meet again.

Go in peace till we meet again. Farewell Sister Addy

God be with You.

JOSEPH JARVIS / AMY JARVIS /AARON JARVIS

Dear Nan,

I’m sorry that we never got the opportunity to tell you this in person – not that anything was unsaid, but we all forget to give each other their flowers when we’re supposed to. If anything, you were the example for all of us on how to do it consistently and unconditionally, no matter the situation.

Being around you was like being in warm summer sunshine; there was never a moment spent with you that missed laughter, smiling and singing. The month should really have been named after you. Your effortless, twinkling smile. Infectious and fatal – I see it in Mum, I see it in Amy – even Aaron’s passed it on to Arlo. Always there, without fail, even at the silliest of things.

“Oh, Joe Jar – you look like Alan so much.”

”Puds, let me do your hair for you.”

“Aaron, you cheeky boy.”

The smell of your clothes, the sound of you humming, the warmth of your hugs – I still feel all when I think of you. I don’t think any of us are capable of forgetting your presence and I guess, more the luck for us. Pictures and messages are great reminders but the feelings you gave and showed us individually and collectively will be cherished forever.

The world got a little darker last week, but I like to think that if there was at least one thing you’d want us all to do – it would be to carry on the way you did: smiling, laughing and loving – making the world a bit brighter for all of us. It wouldn’t be June without sunshine anyway.

We love you and we miss you.

JAYJAY

Dear Nanny Juna

I can’t even believe your gone. You being with me was always special, but even though you’re gone i know your still with me in my heart and in my memories.

For a moment it all seems well. The fact that I know I will never see you again in person cuts me deeper than a blade and I’m struggling to come to terms with it.

I catch myself looking back at old pictures of us together or thinking about the good times spent. I feel happiness for a moment, then heartbroken another. The fact that you aren’t with me looking back at these memories we made together is so so upsetting.

I miss you, Nanny Juna. I miss your dancing, i miss the stories you would tell me about the birdies. I miss when you would call my name. I miss your presence. I miss everything and more. You were my comfort; you were the gentle voice in a crowd of shouting. You were a part of me.

You will always be remembered, the memories we had together will not perish.

I love you Nanny Juna

BROOKLYN ADDY

You are near me even if I don’t see you.

You are with me even if you’re far away.

In my heart, in my thoughts, in my life always 💙

SASHA AND TANIQUA

It’s hard to put into words just how much she meant to us, she really was the heart of the family

She was bold, funny full of life, never afraid to speak her mind and always got what she wanted even when she’d make her grandchildren do it for her cause she knew she wasn’t supposed to have it.

She was fabulous with her red lip and matching red nails and we loved her all the more for it.

The love nan had for every one of her grandkids was unconditional and we all felt it.

I remember when I bumped into her at city whilst she was shopping with her friends and she took it as an opportunity to show me off to all of them constantly looking at me to tell me how beautiful I was, she spent over 20 minutes that day talking about all of us.

One of my favourite memories with her is when she’d sit with me patiently teaching me how to knit and crotchet, we’d make blankets and scarves together chatting and laughing the whole time, I’ll always remember her cheeky laugh that had a way of lighting up the whole room that’s something I’ll carry with me forever.

Her presence filled every room, and her absence now feels just as big.

But I know she wouldn’t want us to be sad. She’d want us to remember her with a smile, maybe a laugh and the good times we shared.

So, nan, thank you for your love, strength, and spirit you where one of a kind and will be missed every day.

JASON EDWARD LAWRENCE (NEE ADDY)

“MY MUM”

TRACEY JARVIS (NEE ADDY)

My Mother’s Tribute

Of all the things I was looking forward to doing this year with you, writing a tribute to you, since you’ve sadly and unexpectedly passed away, is something that begs disbelief and complete and utter sadness.

Mum, why did you leave us like this? This was not your style. In life we never got the chance to prepare for this day and never imagined you would depart in the manner that you did, casting your children into a storm of unimaginable darkness, as we navigate the tumultuous sea of grief and misery, longing for this storm to be over. Sadly, this will storm will rage for a season, until we all can gain clarity and relief in our hearts and minds that you are in peace and rest.

You raised six mighty warriors, and sent us into the world with fortitude, resilience, bravery, talents, determination and most of all love, you taught us to look out for each other – as young children you warned us that we should not come home alone- meaning we had to travel home from school together. You taught us how to pray and trust in God. Your humour and laughter were the tonic that you turned too when life was rough, and laughter soothed your troubled heart. You taught us about our history and heritage, making Africa your home from many years as you embraced the culture of your husband.

Today, mum we look upon the life you have led with humility, respect, and joy, you lived a life that many could only imagine. Your kindness, compassion, and service spans continents and generations. Many people have been privileged to have had a piece of your heart or were blessed by your wonderful talents that enabled you help others to achieve their goals.

As we mourn you, the loss and void you have now created in our hearts is unbearable, the only comfort we will have is of your existence through your legacy and prosperity you have sadly left behind, Your smile, your eyes, your hairline, your hands, your humour, your soul, everything about you, will continue to live on in us your children and your grandchildren. We will never forget you mum, and we will cherish you in our hearts until we meet you again. May your soul forever rest in peace and love.

Mum, your six warriors, are unequivocally bound by the love you instilled in us. —We will find our way. When the sharpest edge of grief softens, we will do our best stand together, support one another, and carry forward the legacy you left in each of us.

ABRAHAM (AB)

At heart, a profound and unwavering affection that gives freely without any expectations of return or conditions. A love that remains steadfast regardless of the other person’s behaviour, flaws, or circumstances. A pure form of love, where the focus is entirely on the well-being and happiness of the other person, without any personal gain or strings attached, etc…

These words sum up my mother’s core Essence imo. My Heart Is Broken Mum.

Rest Easy till We Meet Again.

Shalom Mum.

UNCLE RICHARD QUARLESS

June Gail was born in Santa Flora, Trinidad and Tobago. She attended the Santa Flora government primary school. At the age of seven, she, along with her siblings her older sister and three younger brothers we placed in the St. Mary’s children’s home in Tacarigua and attended the primary school there.

She was a very intelligent, active and brave little girl, who asked a lot of questions and was not afraid of anyone!

During her 11 years there, she played netball, danced and sang in the national music festival.

She even played the six bass in the St. Mary’s children’s home’s girls steel band and sang in the church choir. Her voice was quite beautiful. Both her and her brother Richard, performed at the Independence Day celebration in 1962, for Princess Margaret, at the Queen’s Park Oval.

She attended Progressive Educational Institute on Edward Street in Port of Spain.

As a young adult, June Gail loved sewing and designing clothing and was quite the trendy dresser. Always in the latest styles, most of which she had sewn herself.

June left Trinidad for London in 1969 to study Nursing.

June Gail have a very infectious laugh and vivid memory. She loved telling stories and was funny and fearless!

I will miss her x

NIGEL NARTEY

A Tribute to Auntie June, from Nigel

It’s hard to find the right words to honour someone as special as Auntie June. She wasn’t just an auntie in name—she was a true second mother, a guide, a friend, and a shoulder when I needed it most.

I remember when Granny passed away and I flew to Trinidad to say goodbye.

It was one of the hardest times in my life, but Auntie June was there.

She didn’t just help me mourn—she walked through the pain with me. We bonded in that moment over loss, but what grew from it was a lifelong connection, rooted in love and understanding.

Back in the days at Brockwell Park, I have such warm memories of her babysitting me.

And as I got a little older, I helped look after her little ones—Chris, Jason, and Tracy. Those early days taught me the meaning of family—not just blood, but being there for one another, growing together, sharing joy and even chaos.

Later, when we moved to Hodge Lea in Milton Keynes, life took on a new rhythm. I went to school there, and it wasn’t long before Auntie June and Uncle Isaac welcomed their beautiful twins, Jackie and John John. And just when we thought the family couldn’t get any bigger, the last baby was born—little Abraham, a sweet baby boy. I remember how joyful those times were, being part of the celebrations, welcoming Abraham into the world. It was more than just a new birth—it was another reminder of the love and togetherness that Auntie June always nurtured in our family.

And of course, I can’t forget when my brother James lived with Auntie June and Uncle Isaac. It was like one big family under one roof—all of us cousins growing up like siblings, going to school together, causing trouble together, and making memories that still make me smile today.

One thing I’ll never forget is the faith Auntie June always had in love and family. When I lost contact with my daughter Charlotte, it broke my heart. But Auntie June never gave up hope. She would always say to me, “Don’t worry, Nigel—your daughter will come back to you.” And she was right. In these last few years, Charlotte has come back into my life. Auntie June believed in that reunion long before I could see it myself, and I’m so thankful she lived to see it begin.

Auntie June had a way of making you feel seen. She loved big. She loved loud. And she loved unconditionally.

I’ll miss her voice, her stories, her hugs, and the way she brought our family together. But I carry her love in every part of who I am—and I know all of us do.

Rest easy, Auntie June. You’ve earned your peace. Thank you for everything.

We love you, always.

LEONARD KPORMEGBE KOFI TAMAKLOE

AUNTIE JUNE WAS AN INCREDIBLE WOMAN.

When peace is like a river, attendeth my way. When sorrows like sea billowes roll.

Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say, it is well, it is well, it is well with my soul.

” Horatio G. Stafford, 1873

” Those we love don’t go away they walk beside us everyday unseen, unheard, but away near:

Still loved, still missed and very dear.

“ANONYMOUS AUTHOR

It is difficult to put into words how much AUNTIE June has impacted me, this family, and our wider community because of the magnitude of love and respect she garnered from all of us.

She was immensely kind and caring, often the first person to offer help when someone needed it, even if they hadn’t asked for it. We are so grateful to have received so many offers of help and assistance from those called his friends and colleagues, obviously an indication of what she meant to them.

The revolving doors of guest and well wishes who come to see her in her final weeks and days, and the outpouring of love and support from everyone after her passing, has reminded us of what an effect she has had on so many lives.

She was legendary for her leadership and business acumen, having a career that most of us can only remember in awe. Her head works and dedication were an inspiration to so many, and she always made sure to advise us and teach us all she had learnt so that we could also be successful in our lives. Although I often complain about the frequency of the” lectures,” I received from her, I came to know that she always gave them to those she loved mostly.

My heart aches with the loss of June’s, I am endlessly grateful for the years we had with her. I am thankful for the family she has built, the dreams we shared, and the memories she has created in us. And I know that her love will continue to guide us, just as it always has.

I will give anything for one more ordinary day with you, June. “People may forget what you said. People may forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

June! thank you for every laugh.

AUNTIE VIC, PAT, AND JEROME (BIRMINGHAM)

Auntie June was a remarkable woman of deep faith, endless warmth, and unwavering kindness. Her love was a quiet, steady force—always there, always comforting, always sincere.

She carried the light of Christ in everything she did. Whether through a gentle word, a helping hand, or a heartfelt prayer, she lived a life that reflected God’s grace and compassion. She was more than family—she was a dear friend.

Though our hearts are heavy, we find peace in knowing she is now in the arms of the Lord.

For Pat and Jerome, she was their much-loved Auntie June. She was so beautiful – inside and outside. Auntie was graceful and so kind and loving, we were blessed and honoured to call her our dear Auntie June.

We will all miss her dearly—her beautiful voice, kind deeds, her hugs, her wisdom but our love for her will remain in our hearts forever.

Until we meet again, rest well, dear auntie. Heaven is brighter because you’re there.

SISTER ELEANOR DADSON

The 6th of April 2025, a day I will never forget. I was rounding up my 4-day visit to Western Region in celebration of my birthday. My phone rang, I turned to look at the caller’s name. The time was 6:07am, and Abe Addy’s name caught my eye. I picked the call, and my first question was “Abe, why are you calling me this early in the morning?” The voice of Abe sounded so far away as I was still half asleep. I heard the words Sister Dadson, I have bad news. Mom passed this morning! What? How? His explanation hit me like a bomb. June hasn’t been doing too well lately, and I always argue with her because she hardly picked up my calls. Many at times I have had to go through Abe to reach her. Her excuse always was “Eleanor, it’s that damn phone.” I kept telling her “June, get yourself a yam phone.

June and I have been great friends for many years, both at home and when we were both serving missions in Nigeria. She was affable, kind, generous, and gentle. June would not hurt a fly. She was so talented. I will always say to her “June, you are as versatile as an egg! There is nothing you couldn’t do.” We were both interested in baking and spent many years baking pastries, cakes, and various breads, the slightest opportunity we got.

We were both light sleepers, so whenever we saw each other online, early hours of the morning, we would call each other and chat for many hours. The good memories we shared dining together at home or in restaurants will forever live with me. Your cheerful laughter followed by “oh Eleanor, you are so funny!” will remain forever with me. You joyfully shared your talent with the Relief Society sisters at home and family enrichment classes and helped us decorate the chapel during our Christmas parties. The sisters in Batsona Ward 1 will forever miss you.

Thank you for your readiness to share your talent with anyone who was willing to learn from you. You always use your own resources to teach us and never ask for anything in return. You enjoyed serving your fellow sisters and that for me showed your Christ-like attribute of generosity and charity. Anyone who ever associated with you will attest to that. I know the heavens are rejoicing, having received one of Heavenly Father’s choicest children back home. Yet we here on earth will forever miss you, as we have lost one of Heavenly Father’s dearest children. I believe you are continuing your work beyond the veil. The fond and cherished memories we share together will forever stay with me. So, rest well, my dear sister and friend. May your gentle soul rest in perfect peace.

JUNE GAIL VOCATIONAL INSTITUTION

The school begun at Madina Firestone in 1995 with four students. We were so comfortable in the school because it was more like home than a school. Mom was a mother to each of her students. The school was moved to East Legon and our number increased.

As our numbers increased so was the knowledge, we acquired fun and laughter. Mum would go over the board and she taught us courses that were not on the curriculum neither did we pay for.

There wasn’t any homemaking skill mom did not teach us. Students who came to learn to sew also learnt how to bake and vice versa. She was so talented, and she loved to impart every homemaking skill to us. The skills we learnt has helped us to be the mothers we are, shaped our future and helped us achieve our goals.

Mom aside teaching us, loved to engage in chats, and shared jokes with us. For instance, when she needed her machine threaded, she will call one of us to help her thread the machine. This simple one-minute task sometimes ended up in a long serious chats or conversation where even secrets in coats were revealed.

Moms’ humility was exceptional, although the proprietress of her school, she encouraged us to share our mind, ideas and opinions and she would listen to us.

There was always something cooking in her kitchen, we built many beautiful memories there because she allowed us to cook, make shito and waakye, goat soup or baked something. She nurtured, fed us and supported us in every way. Her favourite saying after a good meal, was “if I die tonight, it wouldn’t be of hunger. The postmortem would show something different”

Mom was a wonderful person through and through. She was full of immersed humour and wisdom; she embraced everyone and was not afraid to try out new things. She loved her culture and country and told us many stories about her people, country and what growing up in Trinidad was like. Mom loved to sing and dance, and she made sure her school was full of fun. We learned Calypso and sang about Sparrow. Mom we will miss your laughter. Even after graduating from the school, she became our confident and her personable nature made it easy to go back to her for more ideas which became a frequent thing. Many of her girls kept our relationship way beyond graduation and we kept in touch until the day we heard the sad news about our mom leaving this mortal existence. lt was a such s shock to us because we were not expecting this painful news about our mom who was so vibrant and had so much more to give.

Mom you are one of a kind, thank you for your life, and for everything you taught us.

We bid you farewell and plead God to grant your soul a resting place in His bosom.

Rest in perfect peace 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

SISTER ELEANOR DADSON

MR. AND MRS. COBBLAH

Our hearts were so heavy when your sudden death was announced on our pioneer’s platform. My wife and I couldn’t hold our tears.

I remembered the first day I met you and your late husband Isaac N. Addy at Kpong Branch and as I introduced myself to be Isaac Cobblah. Since then, you have taken me as your husband.

You have imparted my life a lot, including my activeness in the church. It did not end there, when I informed you about my marriage plans on 4th May 2002, you humbly plead with your late husband (Isaac N. Addy) to give out his BLACK BMW car to assist with my movements and you have also taken upon yourself to decorate the chapel and reception ground for the wedding.

May your soul rest peacefully in the bosom of God.

Fare well fare well, till we meet again!

SISTER SUSAN NAA AYELE SEKYERE

I first encountered Sister June Gail Addy when I was called to the Stake Primary Presidency to serve as her second counsellor together with Sister Rejoice Ahadzie as first counsellor and Sister Magdalene Dowuona-Hammond as the Secretary.

As a new convert to the church, all my initial training and nurturing in the Church and especially how to magnify my calling was under the direction of Sister Addy.

She was very dedicated and ensured that I understood everything she taught me. I am grateful to her for whom I turned out to be. As the Stake Primary President, Sister Addy made sure that those who needed help and support in her ward and stake members were taken care of. She loved so easily and forgave so readily.

May your kind and gentle soul rest well in the bosom of our Lord until we meet again.

SISTER SUSAN NAA AYELE SEKYERE

As a new convert to the church, all my initial training and nurturing in the Church and especially how to magnify my calling was under the direction of Sister Addy.

May your kind and gentle soul rest well in the bosom of our Lord until we meet again.