Meanwhile the annual Flag Raising entertainments and Prime Ministerial Concerts continued on an annual basis, with other performances to be presented for other occasions or distinguished visitors.

Complementary to, and intertwined with these activities were the programmes of the National School of Dance and the National Dance Company, each with its annual presentation at the National Cultural Centre and the Burrowes School of Art, involved with scenery and, occasionally, lighting.

Then there were the four collections of National songs, the recent book of 100 Folk Songs, books of songs by Sr Rose Magdalene, George Noel and Eddie Hooper and the book of Amerindian Folk Songs, completed less than a week before she died and due to be printed shortly.

While we are on publications, let's switch to literature and the Edgar Mittleholzer Memorial lectures, the Kaie magazine and numerous smaller books of writings by young poets.

The list goes on and on, but what comes out of it is that she depended on other people. More than that, she was able to get people to work together - and to work enthusiastically - towards the successful completion of a particular project. During all this there were frequently fierce disagreements, lost tempers, strongly opposed views. But this meant that the final decision had been, as they say nowadays "fully democratic."

The best example I can think of is a meeting for CARIFESTA '72, held in her office, with Basil Hinds lying asleep on the floor from sheer exhaustion, someone stepping over him to take a tape recorder from the cupboard, while someone else was trying to get into the same cupboard for programmes. That was life!

Above all this, Lynette cared for people, and always looked after the welfare of her staff - when an office boy needed funds for some private purpose, she decided that the windows were dirty and needed cleaning - an overtime duty.

Did she have any faults? Of course she did. She could be pointlessly obstinate (although the 'point' became

clear weeks or months later) and she stole pens. Every three months she would go around the office returning to their rightful owners ballpoints which she had appropriated during some emergency, to the amusement of all concerned. (She stole one from me four days before she died). There must be others, but I can't think of them now.

What I think of, what I remember, is activity, purpose in life, service to the community of Guyana, and her love and concern for those with whom she lived and worked. Now that she is gone, people, young and old in all walks of life, will smile and remember Lynette Dolphin administrator, citizen and friend.

Excerpt from Stabroek News on February 20th, 2000 written by Billy Pilgrim.