Joyce Hoyte was a gracious First Lady who lived a dignified life

Dear Editor,

Joyce Noreen Hoyte, who was born on November 30, 1934 and died on February 14, 2011, was a strong, shrewd woman and gracious First Lady, who lived a dignified and humble life. I join all Guyanese in expressing profound sadness at the passing of my dear friend, former First Lady Joyce Hoyte, wife of the late President of Guyana, Hugh Desmond Hoyte.  Mrs Hoyte’s death is especially heartrending for me personally, as our friendship was uniquely post-political. We enjoyed a deep, affectionate bond, that on her side was maternal and which spanned over two decades.

During the three weeks of her hospitalization, we spoke every day. She was full of life, as it were. I admired her exuberance and resilient, hopeful spirit. I encouraged her, and she assured me, that all would be well. She was looking forward to travelling to New York to convalesce, and if necessary, undergo additional medical checks.  Unfortunately, the sting of death denied her this wish.   Admittedly her sudden death was shocking.

Mrs Hoyte was a strong human being, a decent woman and a gracious First Lady. She eschewed divisive politics and conducted herself with exceptional humility, class and dignity. She was very reclusive and private, but quietly wielded significant influence in society through her radiant personality and matriarchal insights.

She was a shrewd woman who was known for her political savvy and keen sense of history. This, coupled with her sharp mind and unblemished memory qualified her as a repository of a wealth of knowledge and information. Her uncanny appreciation for history led her to recall every detail of significant moments of world, Guyanese and PNC history. And she produced documentation, including newspaper or magazine articles, to support her account of momentous history.

Joyce Hoyte was the mountain of strength behind her husband, President Desmond Hoyte. She was in her own right a strategist who emerged as the defender and protector in chief of her husband’s political career, policies and legacy.  In this regard, no one dared to cross her.

Her life epitomized enormous courage and reflected a vista of sacrifice to the Guyanese nation – a price she literally paid with the lives of her husband and two daughters, Maxine and Amanda, who along with her sister Gwendolyn and her driver, all died in a horrific car accident on the Soesdyke-Linden Highway on April 31, 1985.  They were en route to the town of Linden to hear her husband, then the Prime Minister, deliver the Labour Day address on May 1. Mrs Hoyte herself was severely injured in the accident but after an extended period of treatment in Cuba, made a remarkable recovery – a testament to her indomitable will as a fighter as well as her spirit of determination.

Joyce Hoyte had an unpublicized passion for charity to which she especially dedicated herself while serving as First Lady of Guyana. Equal to this passion was her love for young people, her dog Honey Bee and her hair, which she visited the stylist to have done on Thursdays. Although she loathed attending social events, she had to have her regular hair do, which finished with her trademark purple-blue rinse of her silver hair.

To the end of her sojourn, Joyce lived a happy, contented life. I will miss her wit and candour. I will miss our frequent conversations and her wise counsel, and I will miss her pragmatic analysis of world and contemporary Guyanese politics.

Today we mourn her death and say good bye but find solace in the assurance that on Valentine’s Day 2011, she slid away to meet her husband, and reunite with her daughters. We find solace in the assurance that Joyce is resting comfortably in the arms of the Lord in eternal glory, where there is no more pain or suffering.

We find solace in her perennial admonition that, “When I die, don’t cry for me; celebrate my life and let me go in peace.” So, as we mourn her passing let us all be inspired by one of her favourite passages of scripture – Psalm 30: 5: “In his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”  May she Rest in Peace.

Yours faithfully,
Rickford Burke
Former Special Assistant to
President Hugh Desmond Hoyte