I didn’t know him when I lived in Guyana, but in my years in Toronto I became very close to Terry Ferreira from New Amsterdam who had migrated there. He became probably my closest friend in Canada, partly because of the powerful Guyana connection. Although living away, he remained Guyanese to the core in all sorts of ways and to the extent (I’ve written about this before) that he rode a bicycle from the area around Kaieteur all the way to Atlanta in the US on the occasion of the Olympics that year held in that city, to draw attention to the mental help issues he was ardently trying to promote. One of the things that bound our friendship was the high level of resolve he always displayed.
We were both young men looking to make our way outside and Terry came to everything he did with a
