Alleyne, Alvin Elon

Alleyne, Alvin Elon
10 Sep
2018

Age 69, also known “Laskie “, “Insect” or “Ponka, of 1st Forde’s Road, Clapham, Christ Church, formerly of Salters, St. George, former Body Workman, Son of the late Marcus and Ermintrude Selman, Companion of Verine Harewood, Father of Claudette Harris-Brathwaite, O’brian Harris, Stacy Hunte and Alicia Straker, Stepfather of Jacklyn, Sharon, Allan Ashby and Nicole Harewwod, Grandfather of eighteen, Great grandfather of two, Brother of Marcia, Roslyn, Heather, Emmerson and Richard Selman, Clova Spooner and the late Arlette Cox and Hilma Richards, Nephew of Hazel Alleyne and Leviston Brathwaite, Father-in-law of Desmond Brathwaite, Brother-in-law of Hinkson Spooner, Cousin of Muriel Price, Ellsie Lashley, Rukti Paris, Gretta Young and many others, Relative of the Alleyne, Brathwaite, Rowe and Selman families, Friend of Kenrick Phillips and many others......................................

The funeral of Alvin Elon Alleyne takes place on tomorrow (today) Thursday 12th September, 2018, at 4:00 p.m. at St. George Parish Church, where relatives and friends are asked to meet for a service of thanksgiving, followed by the burial.

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

Flowers may be delivered to Two Sons Funeral Home not later than 1:45 p.m. on Thursday.

Viewing of the body of takes place at the church from 2:45 p.m. until the start of the service.

Condolences may be sent to This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it. or posted at KMJ Transport & Funeral Services on Facebook

Funeral services entrusted to KMJ Transport & Funeral Services, Bridge Gap, Goodland, St. Michael.

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