Thompson, Wilbert Beresford

Thompson, Wilbert Beresford
10 Jul

Wilbert Beresford Thompson, age 82, better known as “Willie”, of Round Rock Road, Silver Sands, Christ Church and formerly of 7th Avenue Harts Gap, Christ Church, Owner of Round Rock Apartments On Sea Limited, retired Assistant Manager of Banks Sales Depot, Member of the Barbados Hotel Tourism Association and Intimate Hotels of Barbados and faithful Member of the Cathedral of Church St. Michael and All Angels, Son of the late Charles and Viola Thompson, Husband of Monica Thompson née Connell, Father of Sybil Thompson of Canada, Michael Thompson, Ermenta King and Juliann Gittens, Grandfather of Janelle of Canada, Kerry, Jermaine, Krystal, Alex, Jabarri and Rico, Great-Grandfather of many, Brother of Ada Forde of the United Kingdom, Hilda Thompson and Winifred Greenidge, Uncle of Marcia, Yvonne, Jennifer and many others, Cousin of many, Father-in-law of Kenneth King and Angella Ellis, Brother-in-law of Phyllis Thorne, Gloria and Francis Connell, Ruby Beckles and many others, Relative of the Hunte, Shepherd and Connell families, Friend of many..

A Thanksgiving Service celebrating the life and work of Wilbert Beresford Thompson will take place on Saturday, July 07th, 2018 at 1:00 p.m. at the Cathedral of Church St. Michael and All Angels, where relatives and friends are asked to meet. The cortege will then proceed to the Westbury Cemetery for the interment.

The Organist and members of the church choir are asked to attend.

Parking will be available at Harrisons College.

Monetary donations toward the St. Michael’s Cathedral Organ Refurbishment Fund will be appreciated.

The body will repose for viewing on Saturday from 12:00 noon until the start of the service during which time floral tributes will be gratefully accepted.

Final arrangements are in the care and trust of Jo-Anne Jones Funeral Services And Pre-Arrangement Centre Ltd., “Clovelly”, Welches, Christ Church.

  • My Precious Son
    Unendingly I mourn my precious son Too early yet this earthly home he left, Perfidious sleep confounded nature's order To leave his loves perpetually bereft. Those golden dreams and aspirations, The seed of yesterday a withered bloom, Those baubles which are cause to celebrate In death now mock us gently from his tomb. How treacherous death does steal on youth's exuberance, To wreak such havoc from the ecstasy of life, Where once was only joy and future promise Tormented hearts endure eternal strife.