Austin Nee Haynes, Marion Loretta

Austin Nee Haynes, Marion Loretta
11 Sep
2018

Age 64,1D Madison Terrace, Deacon’s Farm, St. Michael, retired Auntie of the John Beckles and Sayers Court Day Nurseries, formerly of Children’s Wear and Holiday Foods, Daughter of Idalia Haynes, Wife of Alfred Austin, Mother of Delano and Deirdre ”Christopher”, Stepmother of Dwayne “dawn”, Grandmother of Ethan and Aaron, Sister of the late Randolph, Janavine, Victor, Irvine and Margaret Haynes, Aunt of Beverly of the U.S.A., Pamela, Wendall, TracyAnn, Prince, Shawn, Reshell, Nesha, Sheena, Sade, Kyle and Kezia, Beloved Sister-in-law of many, Great Aunt of many, Friend of many…………………………………..

A Service of Thanksgiving celebrating the life of Marion Loretta Austin Nee Haynes will take place on tomorrow (today) Saturday, September 15th, 2018 at the Berean Bible Church, Hothersal No.1, St. Michael, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 1:00 p.m. for the service, followed by the interment at the Westbury Cemetery.

The Organist is asked to attend.

Mourning colours are optional.

An offering will be taken at the church in aid of the Little Pink Gift Foundation.

Flowers may be sent to Bryan’s Funeral Home, Belmont Road, St. Michael no later than 10:30 a.m. on Saturday, September 15th, 2018.

The body will repose for viewing in the Michael Bryan Memorial Chapel, Belmont Road, St. Michael from 4:00 p.m. until 5:30 p.m. on Friday, September 14th, 2018 and at the church from 12:00 p.m. until the start of the service on Saturday, September 15th, 2018.

Funeral arrangements entrusted to Rowe’s Funeral Services.

  • Remember
    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.