I will admit that my first thought when I read that he had died was the use of the Banana Boat song in Beetlejuice. I am so shallow that I reflect myself.
The story out of Ireland goes, my mother and her sister Mary would tell one of their aunts something to upset the aunt. Namely telling her that they would park their shoes under Harry’s bed anytime.
The Jamaica Farewell. Mom says I saw it on TV in 1956, was entranced, and that it was the first adult song I ever learned to sing. It still fills me with endless longing.