In the mid-1920s, my grandfather, Henry Dowling, and a group of St George’s businessmen approached the Department of Education and demanded a higher standard of education for the Coloured children of .
Mention the name Donald Smith and most black Bermudian seniors will instantly recall travelling abroad on his affordable group tours, his organised American camps for children and his notorious Bermud.
In the winter of 1964, my husband was returning to school in New York. It was Boxing Day. At JFK airport, he was captivated by a portly Black man dressed in a suit and tie, over which he wore an ankle.