MICHAEL ANTHONY
A GIANT AMONG US
By Shamshu Deen
Independent
28th July 2000
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Although his father, Nathaniel Anthony, died when he was only ten years
old, Michael knew that his origins were with the Company Villages of
Moruga. On his mother's side something
fascinating was revealed by his grandmother.
She remembered that on her very first visit to Trinidad, Captain Baker
was shooting at the Indians, i.e. the Hosay Riots of 1884.
Historian/author
Michael Anthony, a frequent researcher at the National Archives, was telling me
of his intriguing life and ancestry.
That particular grandmother made several visits to Trinidad from her
native island of Carriacou, where she was married to William Jones Lazarus. Their daughter, Eva Jones Lazarus, was born
in 1897 and migrated in 1922 to Trinidad, r she married Nathaniel Anthony. The couple had met first at Morne Diablo and
they lived at Duncan Village, where he dug drains for the estates of Gordon
Grant.
They
then moved to Mayaro where in 1930 Michael Anthony was born. He attended Mayaro RC School and in 1941-42
spent a year at school in San Fernando, which would inspire his second
novel. By 1944, young Michael won a
bursary to attend the San Fernando Technical School, which had been started two
years earlier by Rev Streetly, the Archdeacon of St Paul's Church in San
Fernando. The Reverend, who had located
the school near to Queen's Wharf at the start of High Street, had foreseen the
need for technicians in T&T's thrust to industrial development.
Rev.
Streetly had an arrangement with Trinidad Leaseholds Limited to take the boys
as apprentices on graduation. And so he
presented them a curriculum of mechanical engineering, woodwork, metal work,
algebra, geometry and also English Language.
Young
Michael entered Pointe-a-Pierre in 1944 working the first year at the trade
shop. There with the other apprentices,
he was exposed to different trades, electrical, welding etc and the instructors
taught them, observed them and then reported on their progress. By the end of the year, each boy was
selected to proceed in areas according to aptitude. Michael suggested, with a hearty laugh, that he was selected for
the foundry, as "The only boy who did not have the aptitude for the other
callings."
He
admits that he did not like working at the foundry with its extreme heat, its
iron moulding casing and its dirty sand.
But he stuck it out for five years.
After he sought escape he wanted to be a journalist but knew not where
to begin. However his early forays into
writing were encouraging.
His
poems were published in the Trinidad Guardian from 1953. He tried to get a job with them but they
told him to go abroad and get the relevant qualification.
By
the end of 1953, Michael's very good friend and fellow apprentice, Canuth
Thomas a gifted athlete at Southern Games, left on a scholarship for
England. From there he wrote inviting
him to come up to England. Michael was
at first hesitant, but a rift with his poetess-girlfriend hastened his
departure.
When
he told TLL of his plans to go away, he was pleasantly surprised how quickly
they fixed up his salary and gratuity.
On his way to the Port of Spain docks, he decided to visit his estranged
girlfriend who told him all was forgiven and although she would not leave with
him, she would await his return.
On
December 13, 1954, aboard the Dutch liner, Hildebrandt, Michael left
with about 200 other passengers from the docks at Port of Spain. They stopped at Barbados, Madeira, Lisbon
and finally reached Liverpool by Boxing Day.
Though Canuth was not there to meet him, he had sent a telegram
directing Michael to come up by train to Euston Station, London. And there he was waiting with coat in hand
to help Michael "brace" himself for the English winter.
Canuth
not only got Michael settled, but bought him his first typewriter, a Remington,
which the author still has in his possession today, due to its tremendous
sentimental value. Michael immediately
set about doing two important things.
The first was to get a job (for which he got eight pounds sterling per
week). The second was to start studies
on a Diploma in Journalism.
Meanwhile
his affection for the poetess continued.
In 1956 he wrote telling her to come up to England, too, but she sent up
a special present with a Trinidad girl on her way to study nursing in
London. Michael held this lady's hand
and knew that she, Yvette Phillip, was going to be someone special in his
life. Love blossomed. Meanwhile the poetess wrote a year or so
later stating she herself was coming to London to help him, as he was ill. He then had to write back to tell her
"Hold your hand," and explained to her the new situation.
In
1959 Michael and Yvette were married.
They have had four children, Keith, today a lawyer in the UK, currently
on assignment in Japan; Jennifer, a musician and music teacher in New York;
Carlos who has studied International Relations and Law, and Sandra, a
third-year medical student at Long Island University, new York.
By
1963, Michael's career was well and truly started with his first publication The
Games Were Coming, set in the scenario of the very popular (and recently
renewed) Southern Games - with the chief character, a cyclist who so eagerly
anticipated these games. His second was
The Year in San Fernando and so followed a career, which has
produced 22 books and counting with two more scheduled later this year. His personal favourite is All That
Glitters.
Michael
Anthony's success lay in not only in his obvious intelligence and hard work -
he is at the National Archives on a regular basis scrutinizing period
newspapers, colonial dispatches, Royal Gazettes etc, trying to find
solutions before putting pen to paper - but also is his tremendous experience
over the years. He has worked in UK,
Brazil and then for several years, 1970 to 1988, in T&T. He was closely associated with the National
Cultural Council started by the late Prime Minister, Eric Williams in 1971, and
supervised by the noted Dr. J. D. Elder.
And
despite his tremendous success e.g., The Arts Council of Great Britain 1967 Fellowship,
and T&T's Humming Bird Gold Medal 1979, and the contribution given by this
simple but giant of a man to T&T, he remains committed to his country with
a passion to serve. He always has time
to glance up from his deep research, as he did last week, to assist and advise
a young researcher trying to disentangle some intricate dilemma in her UWI
thesis.
By the
way, any new poems, Mr. Anthony?