Phillips, Courtney Dacosta

Phillips, Courtney Dacosta
26 Feb

Courtney Dacosta Phillips, age 90, better known as “Brothers” of #2 Endeavour and formerly of Jackman Alley, Orange Hill, St. James - retired Plumber of the Barbados Water Authority, Son of the late Doris Phillips, Husband of Cheryl Phillips, Former-Husband of the late Dorothy Phillips, Father of Kathleen, Julian and Levi Maynard, Sonia King, Mervin Selman, Andrew, Margaret, Dave and Cherry Phillips, the late Annette Thomas, Richard, Heather and Sylvan Maynard, Grandfather of thirty-four, Great-Grandfather of twenty-nine, Brother of Erma Phillips, Vitrose Richards and Herbert Prescott, Uncle of many, Relative of the Phillips, Porte, Browne and Sobers families, Friend of many

The funeral of Courtney DaCosta Phillips leaves St. John Funeral Home, Half Moon Fort, St. Lucy on Saturday, 03rd February, 2018 at 12:00 noon for the Church of God, Orange Hill, St. James, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 2:00 p.m. for the Service of Thanksgiving. The cortege will then proceed to St. James Cemetery for the interment.

Wreaths may be delivered to St. John Funeral Home not later than 11:45 a.m. on Saturday, 03rd February, 2018.

The body will repose for viewing in the Chapel of St. John Funeral Home from 4:00 p.m. until 6:00 p.m. on Friday, 02nd February, 2018

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