Malone, Shadrach

Goodbye Pappy
Jesus said, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead,
yet shall he live: And who soever liveth and believeth in me shall never die.
John 11:25-26
The family of the late Shadrach Daniel Malone wishes to express our sincere
appreciation and gratitude to all those persons who gave their loving support
and kind words; during our father’s recent illness and our subsequent
bereavement. Special thanks tot he Staff of the Medical Ward and the Dialasys
Unit at Peebles Hospital. May The Lord Bless You All
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23rd September, 1912 - 23rd August, 2005
Saturday 3rd September, 2005
Long Look Methodist Church
Viewing: 9:30 a.m. - 11:00 a.m.
Funeral Ceremony: 11:00 a.m.
Officiating Minister: Rev. Lloyd E. Brissett
Organist: Mr. Stedman Penn & Faye Smith-Penn
Internment: Greenland Cemetery
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Sister Amabell Frett
Pappy with Granddaughter Cherelyn Smith (left) and
Daughter Phillis Smith (right).
Son Attorney Vernon E. Malone shortly after being
called to the Bar.
Sister Amabell Frett.
Pappy with his Wife Amanda Malone
Wife Amanda Malone
Wife Amanda Malone.
Pappy speaking at a Family Function.
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David II’s Birthday Party get together.
PAPPY
Pappy sharing an affectionate moment with
his Greatgrandson Maat Penn.
Remembering
‘Pappy’
Pappy’s Birthday get together at Long Look
Birthday Party for Pappy at Spring Ghut.
Pappy
Pappy at 56 in 1969
Pappy with his Greatgrandsons; David Penn II (left) and
Maat Penn (right).
Left back: Edith Penn, Phillis Smith, Vernon E. Malone, Samuel
Smith, David A. Penn. Front: Pappy, David II, Maat Penn.
“...I am the resurection and the life...” St. John 11:25
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OPENING SENTENCES………................................…Rev. Lloyd E. Brissett
CONGREGATIONAL HYMN……….....................................…Abide With Me
PAPPY
PRAYER………………..............................................…Rev. Lloyd E. Brissett
EULOGY……………...........................……Attorney Vernon E. Malone (Son)
Former Commissioner of Police
PSALM……………................................…………23rd Psalm (Congregation)
TRIBUTE IN SONG ……......................…Myrthlyn Malone, Lorna Malone &
Patsy Lou Malone-Grant (Daughters)
SCRIPTURE READING……….... Romans 8:31-39 Phillis Smith (Daughter)
TRIBUTE IN SONG………….........................Agnes Pickering (Great Niece)
SCRIPTURE READING…………................…...............St. John 14:1-6 & 27
Rhonda Hodge-Smith (Granddaughter)
CHIOR SELECTION………..........Combined Choirs: East End & Long Look
CONGREGATIONAL HYMN……............................…It is Well With My Soul
HOMILY………........................…..................................Rev. Lloyd E. Brissett
FAMILY SELECTION..............................................We Are Marching To Zion
Pappy giving away Daughter Patsy at her Wedding
Pappy at Myrthylyn’s College Graduation.
Pappy giving away Daughter Ritsia at her Wedding.
“Always Daniel! Always Pappy!”
APOSTLE’S CREED……………....……....................................Congregation
THANKSGIVING……………….......…….......................Rev. Lloyd E. Brissett
CONGREGATIONAL HYMN………...…............. I Saw a Way worn Traveller
COMMENDATION………………............…...................Rev. Lloyd E. Brissett
BENEDICTION…………….....……...............................Rev. Lloyd E. Brissett
RECESSIONAL HYMN……….....……..............When We All Get To Heaven
Ushers
Agnes Pickering, Ivy George, Myrla-May Penn
Rhonda Hodge-Smith
Pall Bearers
Meston Malone, Jerry Malone, David A. Penn, Sheldon Smith, Odaine
Henley, Malcolm Malone, Errol Percival
Honorary Pall Bearers
Glanville Penn, Attorney Vernon E. Malone, Wendell Malone, Campbell R.
Malone, Herschel Cardigan Penn, Chief Inspector Roy Stoutt, Frank Smith,
Watkin Frett, Clarence Flemming, Alfrado Frett, Sinclair Flemming Sr.
Organists
Stedman Penn & Faye Smith-Penn
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Pappy with Jerry (stooping), Myrthlyn (center) and Edith
(right) at Myrthlyn’s College Graduatiion in St. Thomas.
Pappy & Lorna
Pappy at Campbelll’s Wedding in St. John with Daughter-inLaw Janice Malone.
Pappy with Son Campbell at his Wedding in St. John.
PAPPY
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SONS (5)
Attorney Vernon Elroy Malone
Former Commissioner of Police
Wendell Malone
Campbell Rone Malone
Meston Moore Malone
Jerry Benjamin Malone
DAUGHTERS (8)
Edith Arona Penn
Phillis Enid Smith,
Leneth B. Flemming
Myrthlyn Ione Malone
Ritsia Diann Malone-Henley
Patsy Lou Malone-Grant
Marva Leone Malone-Lewis
Lorna Eileen Malone
Pappy, Casting an Observing and Ever Vilagent Eye.
GREATGRAND CHILDREN
Lance Wheatley, Joshua Wheatley, Jessie
Wheatley, Samuel Smith, David A. Penn
II, Kala Penn, Cohen Penn, Maat Penn,
Shakiya Farrington, Shajoni Huggins,
Shamal Antwone Smith, Reba Smith, Dan
Smith
SISTER-IN-LAW
Mrs. Christophena (“Fena”) Malone
MANY NIECES AND NEPHEWS,
INCLUDING
Pastor Clarence Hedrington, Leslie
Hedrington, Walley Hedrington, Ione
Hedrington, Agnes Pickering,
Former Senator Alecia “Chuky” Hansen
Valerie Lettsome, Chief Inspector Roy
Stoutt, Alfrado Frett, Edris Frett,
Macklon Frett, Millicent Hutchinson,
Claudette Frett, Fernando Malone, Edris
Gordon Joseph, Dinis Chalwell, Baldwin
George, Myrthlyn Penn, Glanville Stoutt,
Iona Stoutt-Forbes, Elaine FlandersQueeley, Thelma Williams
SONS-IN-LAW
Glanville Penn, Frank Smith, Sinclair
“Billy” Flemming Sr., Odaine Henley,
Errol Grant
GRANDCHILDREN-IN-LAW
Deca Penn, Myrla-May Penn, Faye SmithPenn, Necois Penn, Pastor Albert
Wheatley Ian Smith, Gerard Huggins
SISTER
Amabel Malone-Frett
SPECIAL COUSINS
Christalia Lettsome, Dean Lettsome, Una
Scatliffe, Esmie Rabsatt, Daniel Ishmael
Fahie, Edmond Hedrington, Dr. Quincy
Lettsome, Flosie Penn, Zelia Frett, Mera
GRANDSONS (12)
Lettsome, Beryl Fahie, Author Potter,
John Penn, David A. Penn, Dr. Mitchell Watkin Thomas, Octavia Williams, Joseph
Penn, Steve Penn, Dexter Penn,
Malone, Shasael Lettsome, The Children
Malcolm Malone, Sheldon Smith,
of the Late Rosamond Fahie, the late
Mena Blyden and the late Louis Fahie
Sinclair “Junie” Flemming Jr., Errol
Percival Jr., Kino Malone, Kevin
SPECIAL FRIENDS
Malon, Jerry Benjamin Malone Jr.
Zephaniah “Gunsmoke” Thomas, Watkin
Frett, Elkano Frett, Lionel “Piot” Henley,
GRAND DAUGHTERS (8)
Kedorah Thomas, Merle AdamsGloria Penn-Wheatley, Cherelyn
Stapleton, Ettie Rabsatt, Ethlyn George,
Smith, Rhonda Hodge-Smith, Marsha
Flemming-Huggins, Michelle Malone, Ken George, The children and grandchildren of the late Dagma Pickering
Natalie Malone, Vanessa Malone,
DAUGHTERS-IN-LAW
Icis Rymer-Malone, Janice Malone
Verna Malone
Pappy at Community Center following Mammy’s Funeral
Chantal Grant.
Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
I saw the wayward trav'ler
in garments tattered clad,
And trav'ling up the Mounting,
it seemed that he was sad.
His back was laden heavy,
his strength was almost gone,
He shouted as he journeyed,
Deliverance will come
PAPPY
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
It Is Well With My Soul
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Chorus
It is well, with my soul, It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet,
though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
Chorus
Then palms of victory, crowns of glory,
Palms of victory I SHALL BEAR.
The summer sun was shining,
the sweat was on his brow,
His garments worn and dusty,
his step seemed very slow.
But he kept pressing onward,
for he was wending home,
Still shouting as he journeyed,
Deliverance will come
The summer sun was shining,
the sweat was on his brow,
His garments worn and dusty,
his step seemed very slow.
But he kept pressing onward,
for he was wending home,
Still shouting as he journeyed,
Deliverance will come.
The songsters in the arbor,
that stood beside the way,
Attracted his attention,
invited his delay.
His watchword being Onwards,
he stopped his ears and ran,
And shouted as he journeyed,
Deliverance will come.
I saw him in the evening,
the sun was getting low,
He had overtopped the mounting,
and reached the vale below.
He saw the golden city,
his everlasting home,
And shouted HOS-E-ANNA,
Deliverance will Come
While gazing on the city,
just o'er the narrow flood,
A band of holy angels
Came from the throne of God,
They bore him on their pinions
Safe o're the dashing foam,
And joined him in his triumph,
Deliverance had come.
faction that you could be derive from hurting
‘Shady boy’ could ever compensate for the
pure hell and grief you and yours will go
through; once Mr. Shady got started. I
remember hearing others being warned by
those who had had past experiences with
Mr. Shady’s wrath: “leave ‘Shady boy’
alone,” they would say, ‘he start’.
Pappy:
We talked a lot: we cracked a lot of jokes
together. I always knew that you loved me
and you always knew that I loved you. That
is enough for me! I shall never forget you.
We will meet again.
“Good night sweet prince, may flights of
angels wing thee to thy rest”
Tower of Love
PAPPY
Palms of Victory
TRIBUTES
Abide With Me
Dear Sister Leneth, Our Fellow Steward
One can easily say that Mr. Shady, the protector, is as much a display of love as
Pappy, the tower of love. But to me, Pappy
the tower of love brought a greater depth of
warmth to my whole being. Pappy was very
gentle to me. Yes, there were times that we
had our ups and downs, but I found a love
and commitment in him that, many times,
belied his stern countenance. This tender
love lasted right up to the time of his passing. I remember our last conversation with
great warmth and pride; it carried the same
theme as most of our conversations of the
last two decades. He held my hand firmly
and asked: “Mes, how you makin’ out?” This
time, it had a particularly profound effect on
me; because, here he was, half conscious
on a hospital bed, with tubes stuck in 2 or 3
places in his body, and virtually no chance
of survival, and yet he was concerned about
me. If that is not love, I do not know what is.
I am now and have always been proud of
my father; not just because of his strength;
but mostly because of his capacity to love
so deeply; and unconditionally. I pray that
God grant me the ability and the capacity to
emulate this great man.
On behalf of the Road Town Congregation
of the Methodist Church, and on behalf of
our families, and on our own behalf, we
greet you in Christian love.
We think prayerfully of you and your family
at this time of sorrow as you grieve the loss
of your beloved father. We believe that
God’s gift to you of your father’s long life
means as well that there may be many
more fatherly occasions to remember, with
joy.
Because we know that God, who is the
Father of all comfort, is able to make all
grace abound unto you, we pray that the
memories of your father will cushion your
sorrow, and that the joy of the Lord will be
your strength.
Ulric Scatliffe, Meade Malone, Milton
Creque, Robert Mathavious, Muriel
Scatliffe, V. Inez Archibald.
CONGREGATIONAL STEWARDS, ROAD
TOWN METHODIST CHURCH
The Patriarch and Matriarch front and cneter surrounded by family and relatives.
A tribute to my brother Daniel Malone
I did not want to believe you when you said
that you were going to leave us. When you
sang that last hymn with me, I was very
happy. So, good-bye Pa. I will see you in
heaven some great day.
Daniel, it is with deep regret to say goodbye to you. You have been a wonderful
brother to me, especially, when I was a child
and I couldn’t help myself. I will miss you
dearly and will always remember
your kindness to me. I hope you have
made peace with
your soul. May you rest in peace.
TRIBUTES
PAPPY
Love, your daughter,
Myrthlyn “Muttie” Malone
Tribute to Pappy from Leneth
I remember my father as a strict disciplinarian. He taught his children mainly by example, the values of honesty, intergrity and
commitment. He was a great family man. I
learnt many of the hymns in the Methodist
Hymn book and the Sanky by hearing my
father sing them at home. He enjoyed
singing. I am most pleased that he surrendered his life, albeit in his last days, to the
Lord Jesus Christ.
Your sister Anabell
UNCLE SHADE!
May his Soul rest in eternal peace.
Leneth Malone Flemming, daughter.
That name always brought joy to our hearts.
As children it was always a pleasure to visit
Uncle Shade and to have Uncle Shade visit
us. His home was like ours and his children
were like our brothers and sisters. There
was always fun and laughter. Uncle Shade
was a strong and hard-working man. He
lived long and well. He has left a legacy.
May his soul rest in peace!
Tribute to “Pappy”from
Campbell R. Malone & Family
Children of his sister, the late Essey
Malone-Stoutt.
Thanks!! For my fundamental lessons in
life, values, integrity, duty, and honor! And
for how to be the best husband and father!
Having observed your masterful practices
for over 49 years, I know that it would take
much practice to approach your demonstrated proficiency, BUT, NEVERTHELESS,
I ENDURE!!! I am content! You have done
a fundamentally great work! We love you
dearly and will miss you! GOODBYE!!
Tribute to Pappy
From His 4th Son Meston Moore Malone
My father was two things to me: on one
hand he was Mr. Shady: the great protector
who stood between us and the outside
world and said no one will hurt you as long
as I am here. On the other hand he was
Pappy: the gentle tower of love.
Campbell, Jan, Michelle, Natalie and
Vanessa.
The Great Protector
A Tribute from your Grandson Errol
I remember, as a young child, always feeling safe at home. When I pass through our
gate to come home, I was safe. Nothing bad
could come home, I was safe. Nothing bad
could come from outside the gate to trouble
or hurt me. In the night time, I would sleep
with a settled mind; feeling total safety in the
compound that was our home. Nothing troubled me in that compound. Indeed, nothing
dared! That compund was well protected by
a tor, Mr. Shady. No one dared enter; unless
he/she was first vetted and invited by Mr.
Shady himself. When I grew a bit older and
got permission to wander outside our compound, I realized that that protection
extended even beyond the bounderies of
our gate. I remember being called ‘Shady
boy’. To the general public, ‘Shady boy
mean: ‘hands off!!’ don’t even think about
touching much less hurting him. No satis-
Thank you for being a great part and major
influence in my life, Pa. Bye Pappy, Always,
your Mocky.
Errol “Moxie” Percival, Jr.
To a Loving Father
Words cannot express my appreciation for
all that you have done for me and the relationship we shared. Most importantly, I am
happy that you made peace with your God.
I love you and your memory will always be
in our hearts. Rest in peace until we meet
again.
Edith Penn and Family
When We All Get To Heaven
PAPPY
Tribute to Pappy from Myrthlyn
Sing the wondrous love of Jesus,
Sing His mercy and His grace.
In the mansions bright and blessèd
He’ll prepare for us a place.
Let us then be true and faithful,
Trusting, serving every day;
Just one glimpse of Him in glory
Will the toils of life repay.
Chorus
When we all get to Heaven,
What a day of rejoicing that will be!
When we all see Jesus,
We’ll sing and shout the victory!
Onward to the prize before us!
Soon His beauty we’ll behold;
Soon the pearly gates will open;
We shall tread the streets of gold.
While we walk the pilgrim pathway,
Clouds will overspread the sky;
But when traveling days are over,
Not a shadow, not a sigh.
Shall We Gather At The River
Shall we gather at the river,
Where bright angel feet have trod,
With its crystal tide forever
Flowing by the throne of God?
Thou My Everlasting Portion
Thou my everlasting portion,
More than friend or life to me,
All along my pilgrim journey,
Saviour, let me walk with Thee.
Yes, we’ll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.
Close to Thee, Close to Thee,
Close to Thee, Close to Thee,
All along my pilgrim journey,
Saviour, Let me walk with Thee.
Not for ease or worldly pleasure,
Not for fame my prayer shall be;
Gladly will I toil and suffer,
Only let me walk with Thee
Glady will I toil and suffer;
Only let me walk with Thee.
Lead me through the vale of shadows,
Bear me o’er life’s fitful sea;
Then the gate of life eternal
May I enter, Lord, with Thee.
Then the gate of Life Eternal
May I enter, Lord, with Thee.
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On the margin of the river,
Washing up its silver spray,
We will talk and worship ever,
All the happy golden day.
Ere we reach the shining river,
Lay we every burden down;
Grace our spirits will deliver,
And provide a robe and crown.
At the smiling of the river,
Mirror of the Savior’s face,
Saints, whom death will never sever,
Lift their songs of saving grace.
Soon we’ll reach the silver river,
Soon our pilgrimage will cease;
Soon our happy hearts will quiver
With the melody of peace.
All Will Be Well
Through the love of God our Saviour, All will be well;
Free and changeless is His favour, All, all is well;
Free and changeless is His favour, All, all is well:
Precious is the blood that healed us;
Perfect is the grace that sealed us;
Strong the hand stretched forth to shield us, All must be well.
Though we pass through tribulation, All will be well;
Christ hath purchased full salvation, All, all is well:
Happy still in God confiding; Fruitful, if in Christ abiding;
Holy, through the Spirit’s guiding; All must be well.
We expect a bright to-morrow; All will be well;
Faith can sing through days of sorrow, All, all is well:
On our Father’s love relying, Jesus every need supplying,
Then in living or in dying, All must be well.
Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.
Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.
While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.
What A Friend We Have In Jesus
What a friend we have in Jesus,
all our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
all because we do not carry
everything to God in prayer.
Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged;
take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful
who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
take it to the Lord in prayer.
Are we weak and heavy laden,
cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge;
take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In his arms he'll take and shield thee;
thou wilt find a solace there.
Will You Meet Me In The Morning
Will you meet me in the morning,
On that bright and golden shore?
Will your lamp be trimmed and burning,
When He comes to take you o’er?
Yes, I’ll meet you in the morning,
When I hear the Saviour’s call;
“Come, ye blessed of My father,
To a home prepared for all.”
Oh to meet on that bright morning,
When the clouds have passed away!
Oh to walk and talk with Jesus,
There to dwell with Him for aye!
When we meet our loving Saviour,
What a happy hour ’twill be,
When we’re gathered with our loved ones,
And their happy faces see!
Oh, this thought should make us happy,
And we all should love Him more;
For He’ll come, and will not tarry,
Come to bear us safely o’er.
PAPPY
PAPPY
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure;
Save from wrath and make me pure.
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Will Your Anchor Hold
Will your anchor hold in the storms of life,
When the clouds unfold their wings of strife?
When the strong tides lift, and the cables strain,
Will your anchor drift or firm remain?
Refrain: We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll;
Fastened to the rock which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep in the Saviour's love.
Will your anchor hold in the straits of fear,
When the breakers roar and the reef is near?
While the surges rave and the wild winds blow,
Shall the angry waves then your bark o'erflow?
Will your anchor hold in the floods of death,
When the waters cold chill your latest breath?
On the rising tide you can never fail,
While your anchor holds within the veil.
Will your eyes behold through the morning light,
The city of gold and the harbour bright?
Will you anchor safe by the heavenly shore
When life's storms are past for evermore?
We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll;
Fastened to the rock which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep in the Saviour's love.
TRIBUTES
Rock of Ages
Tribute by Children of
Shadrach Daniel Malone
We salute our father, a multi-faceted, complex, yet devout family man. Indeed, this tribute, to a large extent, could easily have been
compiled via a fundamental personality profile and evaluation of any of us, indeed a living prism completely illustrating who he was!
Actually, we have looked through that prism,
and, we are elated at what we now see!
Pappy was complex, yet very easy to love!
The man had a “computer mind”. Although
he grew at a time with virtually no opportunity
for educational advancement, he could, nevertheless, reason and discuss relatively complex issues, agreed and disagreed, sometimes with persons who themselves were
experts in the field. He arrived at his own
decisions, his way and, encourage all his children, indeed his family, to never subordinate
their judgement to anyone else!
Pappy was loyal, yet endangered high integrity, and was fiercely protective to his family. If
you valued his friendship, do not even discuss adversely, let alone criticize his children
– you will be cut off! His children, and by
extension, their issues, were fundamentally
very important to him; and, as you might have
determined from this writing thus far, the feeling was mutual, yes, “Tree and Bark” relationship!
Pappy stood for high, albeit unwritten principles of decency, integrity, and manners for his
children, that all members and associates
assumed and adopted, even though they
were never articulated. He and Mammy
exhibited the sense that they were raising a
fundamentally superior product in their children. Their disciplining, respect, manners
were fundamental tenets of that relationship,
and family reality that still engenders deference up to today!
Pappy was Mammy’s husband! Married for
some 56 years, prior to Mammy’s passing in
2002. Pappy would often tell, in glee, that he
had married the prettiest and best woman in
the whole area. We concur fully with his
assessment!
Indeed, Pappy did a lot of things his way, but
with high sense of duty, honor, integrity, and
love; his life was integral in ours; his principles and expectations for us are still fundamental sources of balance and drive throughout the generations that he has fathered!
Yes, his physical state of existence may have
altered slightly, but once you see any of the
generation that he fathered, you see Pappy,
Forever!!!
Salute, with honor and pride!!!
I Love You Dad
I have very strong and positive childhood
memoreis of my father. He took me to St.
Thomas with him when I was very young and
I can still remember the back rides I got from
him this trip. He never spoke an angry word to
me, our relationship was strong and solid; but
he always insisted on honesty, integrity and
achieving a solid education.
He would say that his desire is for all his children to get a good education so that they will
be able to ‘better’ themselves. My father
believed in the family community service, that
is, helping others in a compassionate way.I
remember people coming to buy milk for ten
cents a botter but only had six cents and my
father would still send the milk. He was
always concerned with helping. Thank you
very much for the great values you instilled in
me.
May the Lord keep you until we meet again.
Atty. Vernon Elroy Malone.
Tribute To Pappy from Patsy & Family
“A Giant Among Men”
Your captivating style, your charming wit, and
your iron will, were just a few of the attributes
I admired about you. You taught me, by
example, from an early age, the true value of
“self-respect”. As I grew to adulthood and
incorporated some of these elements into my
life, I found it very easy to assimilate my individuality, while easily respecting other people’s point of view. Through this, I have
earned the respect of others in my community as well as in my work place.
Although you have ascended to a higher
plane, you will always be with me. Whenever I need to call on my inner strength, I will
think on you. Your exemplary life has greatly contributed to the person I am today. You
were a one in a million. I am proud to call you
“Father”.
Love always, Your daughter Patsy Malone
Grant, Son-in-Law- Erroll Grant Granddaughter Chantal Grant