"I have memories by the score of the life and times of my brethren, Errol (Los T) Thompson. The most dramatic involved an ancient black Mercury, Los T as the driver, Joan Hogarth as the front seat passenger and myself in the rear, with no seat belts in sight. Los T was proceeding towards Fort Green, under the elevated train line, at a normal speed when out of the blue we were violently rammed in the dead center of the vehicle which then spun out of control around five or six times. Los T, cool under fire remarked, "Don't worry, I have it under control. I remember Joan screaming and Los T assuring her. As for myself, I conveniently found religion and as a good fallen Catholic began praying the Act of Contrition with fervor. All the while the Mercury is bouncing off of the columns holding up the train tracks. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity the car came to a standstill and we all exited that glorious Mercury without a scratch. Los T had a big grin on his face and the first words he uttered were, "I told you I had it under control." As an act of charity our partners, including Phyllis Thompson, are building a home in Lititz, St. Elizabeth, Jamaica for a paralyzed sister and that home will be known as the Dr. Errol Thompson House, in memory of my dear departed brethren Los T because that was the type of friend that he was, loyal, loving, caring and sharing. See you in the happy hunting ground of the ancestors my dear friend."
"It took me sometime to get the courage and actually write something, Dr.Thompson was a good person. He took the time out to give me a Job at his first office in Red Hook. I just fresh from out of school with little to none experience. He took the time out everyday to help me learn the ropes of being in the medical field..I remember when he first started and it was just me and him in the office and we talked so much and laughed..Before I left his office I would always ask him "Dr.Thompson did you take your Pressure today because if not the blet is coming off"..and he would laugh and say "No but you can take it"..at times I blame myself..What if I just stayed and worked with him would ive been able to stop this death and gotten help..I keep calling his phone number hoping this was a dream..but today I faced the fact that he is no longer suffering and I hate to say that he is in a better place but I would be lying...The only place he belongs is right here on earth...I will forever be grateful for all the knowledge and experience you give me and I will never forget you
-Chanel .M
P.S If anyone Knows his sister Sandra(Hopie) please tell her to give me a call.
917 690 1501"
"Words seem inadequate to express the sorrow felt by the loss of Errol. We grow up in the same neighborhood in May Pen and were friends; he impacted so many of us with his love, his laughter, his music - by playing his guitar and singing; he played in a band with my uncle Byron; he was my BFF; he will be truly missed. My heart is with his Mom; sisters _ Dona Marie, Hopie, Maureen; brother, Warren and the entire Thompson Family. "