Bryan, Lenroy

Bryan, Lenroy
26 Feb

Lenroy Bryan, age 71, better known as ‘Leroy’, of #89 Lodge Terrace, St. Michael and formerly of 4th Avenue, Skeete’s Road, The Ivy, St. Michael - former worker of Ready Mix Company, Son of the late Emanese and St. Clair Williams, Husband of Joyce Bryan, Father of Susan and Hayden Nurse and Alison Anderson of Canada, Stepfather of Ann Callender of the U.S.A. and Judy Callender of Goddard Enterprise, Grandfather of seven, Great-Grandfather of one, Brother of Pearson Bryan of the U.K., Elese and Samuel Bryan both of Canada, Philip, Stephen and Christopher Bryan, John, Anthony, Darcy, Joseph, David, Margaret and Vera Williams and the late Monica Bonett and Harriette Gamble, Uncle of twenty-eight, Brother-in-law of Carmen and Jeniffer Bryan, Calva Williams, Audrey Hunte-Cox, Peggy Smith of the U.S.A. and the late, Hugh, Carl and Sir Conrad Hunte, Relative of Shanice Callender, Friend of many.

The funeral of Lenroy Bryan leaves Tudor’s Funeral Home, The Ivy, St. Michael on Saturday, 3rd February, 2018 at 8:45 a.m. for the Emmanuel Baptist Church, President Kennedy Drive, Eagle Hall, St. Michael, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 10:00 a.m. for the Service. The cortege will then proceed to the Coral Ridge Memorial Gardens, the Ridge, Christ Church for the Interment.

Flowers may be sent to Tudor’s Funeral Home, no later than 8:30 a.m. on Saturday.

The body will repose for viewing in the Chapel of Tudor’s Funeral Home from 4:00 p.m. until 6:00 p.m. on Friday.

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