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Top Rock, Christ Church BB15027, Barbados, West Indies
Telephone: 246 428 93 32 • 246 420 39 94 Fax: 246 428 57 68
info@clydebjonesfuneralhome.com
Telephone: 246 428 93 32 • 246 420 39 94 Fax: 246 428 57 68
info@clydebjonesfuneralhome.com
In memory of a true gentleman
On leaving school it was natural for me to join my siblings in the family business since I felt compelled to give back to my two blessed and wonderful parents who were always striving to give us a solid foundation and provide the best for us. My father has always shown decency, respect and honesty. Two sure lessons that
I have learnt from him is that God is always first and always provide quality service to everyone regardless of their situation.
Dad has lived a good life, a full life. We have all enjoyed many happy years and many celebrations, whether it was another wedding anniversary, birth of a grandchild, birthday and various holidays. Dad especially loved Christmas and ensured that the house was dressed from top to bottom with a well lit tree.
In December 2007 we realized that Dad was a bit weaker and his solid frame had dwindled.
It was hard to accept that this "giant" was ill and was diminishing in front of our eyes. But God intervened and Dad handled his sickness with grace, never complaining. He had everything he could have wanted, exceptional care in his own home, especially by Veronica, constant attention and love from mum and Ken, a wonderful doctor, a supportive and praying staff and visits from his church family.
On Monday, August 18, 2008 Dad ironically was dressed up, he positioned himself and started his journey to be with his God. We did not know that we would lose him that night at 11:26 p.m., but he was assured that all was well and with that knowledge he took his long deserved rest.
I have never witnessed death and unfortunately I had to see my Dad leave us but it was ordained and I am truly blessed to have been
at his side when he departed peacefully. He has left us beautiful memories and a legacy that we respect and will uphold.
Dad, I will truly miss you but I will try to be strong; confident that I will meet you again.
I love you Dad. Kathy
I have learnt from him is that God is always first and always provide quality service to everyone regardless of their situation.
Dad has lived a good life, a full life. We have all enjoyed many happy years and many celebrations, whether it was another wedding anniversary, birth of a grandchild, birthday and various holidays. Dad especially loved Christmas and ensured that the house was dressed from top to bottom with a well lit tree.
In December 2007 we realized that Dad was a bit weaker and his solid frame had dwindled.
It was hard to accept that this "giant" was ill and was diminishing in front of our eyes. But God intervened and Dad handled his sickness with grace, never complaining. He had everything he could have wanted, exceptional care in his own home, especially by Veronica, constant attention and love from mum and Ken, a wonderful doctor, a supportive and praying staff and visits from his church family.
On Monday, August 18, 2008 Dad ironically was dressed up, he positioned himself and started his journey to be with his God. We did not know that we would lose him that night at 11:26 p.m., but he was assured that all was well and with that knowledge he took his long deserved rest.
I have never witnessed death and unfortunately I had to see my Dad leave us but it was ordained and I am truly blessed to have been
at his side when he departed peacefully. He has left us beautiful memories and a legacy that we respect and will uphold.
Dad, I will truly miss you but I will try to be strong; confident that I will meet you again.
I love you Dad. Kathy
Clyde B. Jones BCH JP
Founder and Executive Manager
1923-2008
In memory of a true gentleman, my dad
I am honoured to have had "Daddy Jones" for my dad. I know that my sister and I were "miracles" for him and mum because they were trying to conceive for seventeen years before we came on the scene … I am glad they did not give up.
My earliest memories of dad were those of warmth, love and a gracious smile. He was also disciplinarian but in his own quiet way, usually passing over the responsibility of punishment to mum. However there were times that I had to use my skill of running and the fact that I had a small frame to assist in my escaping his reprimand. During my formative years I remember running in from school and jumping on his lap to tell him stories about my day. I also remember my dad walking up and down at the funeral home in shorts (of course) ensuring that every detail for the funeral of the day was in order. Dad, the perfectionist and a sucker for detail. I also remember the "jazzy" numbers he played at home on the piano.