Cox, Delvin Leon

Cox, Delvin Leon
10 Jul

Delvin Leon Cox, age 86, of No.1 Cox Vale, York Terrace, Pinelands, St. Michael, retired Pest Control Operator of Rentokil Initial, Widower of Brenda Cox, Father of Delvin Cox Jr., Roseclare Cox, Rosita Parris , Roslynd Deane and the late Reinette Badson, Brother of Gloria Durant, Ranny and Keith Cox all of the U.K., Greta Dash of Canada, the late Eulene Osbourne, Margaret Price both of the U.K. and Audrey Foster of the U.S.A., Grandfather of Jameson and Jaynelle Browne both of the U.S.A., Shaneice and Sionnize Bellamy, Jonathan and Kara Parris, Shaquille and Seth Deane, Uncle of many, Father-in-law of Charles Bellamy, Kenny Parris and Lloyd Deane, Brother-in-law of Oliver and William Johnson both of St. Vincent, Friend of the Management and staff of Charleston Nursing Home

The funeral of Delvin Leon Cox leaves Keith Jones Funeral Home, Passage Road, St. Michael on Saturday, July 14th, 2018 at 8:30 a.m. for the Church of the Nazarene, Collymore Rock, St. Michael, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 10:00 a.m. for a service of thanksgiving. The cortege will then proceed to Westbury Cemetery for the interment.

Flowers may be sent to Keith Jones Funeral Home no later than 8.00 a.m. on Saturday.

Visitation will take place in the Chapel of Keith Jones Funeral from 4:30 p.m. until 6:30 p.m. on Friday.

Condolences can be sent to keithjonesfunerals

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