Archer, Ricardo Rommell

Archer, Ricardo Rommell
30 Apr
2018

Ricardo Rommell Archer, age 18, affectionately known as “Bamboo or Corkey”, Handyman of 3rd Avenue Bibby’s Lane, St. Michael, Former student of Milton Lynch Primary School - formerly Christ Church Boys School and the Grantley Adams Memorial School, Son of Timothy Archer of Barbados Water Authority and Cheryl Archer, Brother of Kingsley and Kenroy Crichlow, Kathleen Crichlow of the Ministry of Housing and Land, Glenroy Godding and Tanesha Reece of the Balcony Restaurant- Cave Shepherd, Uncle of Akelia Bradshaw, Cherion Coppin, Akeil Crichlow, TJ Moise, Josiah Leon and three others, Nephew of Mark and James Archer, Neil Fenty and two others, Cousin of many, Relative of the Crichlow, Benskin, Archer,and Small families, Friend of Pastor Roger Husbands, Erlene Phillips, Ryan, the Bridgefield and Chalky Mount Crew and many others.


The funeral of Ricardo Rommell Archer leaves the Tranquility Chapel of Two Sons Funeral Home, Stadium Road, Bush Hall, St. Michael on Friday 4th May 2018 at 2:30 p.m. for the St. Matthews Anglican Church, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 3:30 p.m. for A Home Going Service and the Interment.

The Organist and Members of the Choir are asked to attend.

Floral arrangements can be sent to the Tranquility Chapel of Two Sons Funeral Home no later than 2:15 p.m. on Friday.

There will be no viewing of the body by Special Request.

No Mourning Colors by special request.

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    Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can go no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.