Victor Richards was the second of three children born to John Clifford Richards and Muriel Rhodd Richards on May 23, 1935, in the Jones Town district of Kingston. His brother John (1933 – 2010) was older by two years and his sister, Clarissa, who died as an infant followed him. Victor had few memories of his mother, but remembered the comfort of sitting near to her as a little boy and playing with her hair, which was long and silken. From all accounts, his mother was a strikingly beautiful young woman, with slender features, and barely into her twenties by the time she bore all three children. Victor vividly remembers that his mother became ill and had to visit the medical clinic one afternoon. That day his mother arranged for Victor and his brother to stay with a neighbor, but before going to the clinic she prepared some rice so that her young boys would have something to eat for lunch. Though some time passed, Victor was too young to know what occurred subsequent to his mother’s visit to the clinic. The next memory Victor had was of visiting his mother in the hospital and being told not to go near her bed. It was the last time Victor would ever see his mother. For reasons unknown to Victor, the family was never notified of her death. It was only by chance that they even discovered she had passed away. One day, on his way home, Victor’s uncle saw a burial taking place and found out that it was his sister. He ran home to notify the family. Sadly, Victor’s mother had been given a pauper’s burial in Potter’s Field. At the tender age of just four, Victor did not understand that his mother would not be coming home again.