Greaves, Alvin Owen

Greaves, Alvin Owen
24 Feb

Alvin Owen Greaves, of Maynard's Development, St. Peter, Retired Teacher of The Coleridge and Parry School, Loving Husband of Margo Greaves, Cherished Father of Saphyre Greaves, Devoted Son of Stella Greaves, Brother of Michael and Pamela Greaves, Bentley and Beulah Hinds, Alvina Skeete, Evans Morris and Wendy Stevenson, Uncle of Jabari, Deronne and Jamaal Greaves, Fabian Hinds and Sylvester Walrond, Nephew of Michael, Mickey and Agatha Greaves and Lucille Lashley, Son-in-Law of Hazel McCaskie, Cousin of Icilma, Lydia, Morris and Herwood Springer, Karl Greaves, Kim Stoute and many others, Brother-in-Law of Melda Greaves, Shirley Hinds, Lynden, Derek and Sherwood McCaskie, Relative of the Springer, Bowen, Gill and Greaves families, Friend of Hadley Hinds, William Woodruffe, Rolph Gilkes, Lewiston Moore, Dr. Myrna Hinkson, Evadne Briggs, Joan Austin ,the Headley, Small and Clement families………………

The funeral of Alvin Owen Greaves leaves the Christovel Tyrell Chapel of North Eastern Funeral Home, Mount View Drive, St. Lucy, on Saturday at 7:15 a.m. for St. Peter's Anglican Church, Speightstown, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 9:30 a.m. for the thanksgiving service. The cortege will then proceed to Mount Pleasant Memorial Gardens, Pleasant Hall, St. Peter for the interment.

The organist and members of the choir are asked to attend.

Flowers may be delivered to Fern Greaves Funeral Services, Mount View Drive, St. Lucy no later than 7:00 a.m. on Saturday.

Viewing of the body takes place in the Chapel of North Eastern Funeral Home from 4:00 p.m. until 6:00 p.m. on Friday.

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  • I will wait for you...
    I will wait for you... Though we never had a chance to say goodbye, Remember me... When winter snows are falling through a quiet sky I'll remember you When, in our darkest hour, You held my hand and prayed I wouldn't go, But a silent voice called out to me; My time had come, and I had to travel Home... Since then, I know your life has never been the same, For I visit you each day: So many times I've felt your pain: I've watched you cry: And I've heard you call my name... But now, further along life's road I stand In a timeless world, just beyond your sight, Waiting for the day when I can take your hand and bring you across to this land of Golden Light... Till then, remember me, you understand-and try not to cry. But if you do: Let your tears fall For the happiness and joy we knew, And for the special love we shared, For love can never die.