Moore, Stephen Collin Fitzherbert

Moore, Stephen Collin Fitzherbert
12 Jul

Stephen Collin Fitzherbert Moore, age 65, of 2 Rock Dundo Heights #4, Lodge Hill, St. Michael and formerly of Lower Carlton, St. James, retired Planning Assistant of the Town Planning Department and Member of the Barbados Chapter of the International Meditation Society, Son of the late Adolphus and Una Moore, Husband of Judy Valencia Moore, Brother of Reverend Martin Goodridge and Malcolm Moore, Nephew of Carmen Husbands, Sheila Gibson and Daphne Boyce, Uncle of Joy Jackman, Tony Goodridge, Angela West, Joanna Winckler, Robert Goodridge and Christopher Moore, Brother-in-law of Pearl Goodridge, Karl, Ferdinand, Neil and Greg Rawlins, Cousin of Frank Branch, Calvert Pickering, Michael Moore, Ann, Carson and Learie Cumberbatch, Elphege Browne, Coral Marshal and many others, Relative of many, Friend of many.

The funeral of Stephen Collin Fitzherbert Moore leaves Earl’s Funeral Home, Half Moon Fort, St. Lucy on Monday, July 16th, 2018 at 12:30 p.m. for The Garden Community Church of God, Reid’s Road, The Garden, St. James, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 2:30 p.m. for the Service of Thanksgiving. The cortege will then proceed to the St. James Cemetery for the interment.

Floral tributes may be sent to Earl’s Funeral Home no later than 12:00 noon on Monday.

Tributes commence from 2:00 p.m.

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    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.