Pollard, Jemmaline Onita

Pollard, Jemmaline Onita
27 Feb

Jemmaline Onita Pollard, age 69,

affectionately known as “JEM”, of Mangrove Terrace, St. Philip and formerly of Lower Crane, St. Philip, retired Inspector of the National Insurance Scheme and member of the Crane Church of the Nazarene, Loving wife of Stanley Pollard, Cherished mother of Andrea Marshall, and Ansel Pollard, Adored Grandmother of Abayomi, Nyela and Jelani Marshall, and Jalisa Pollard, Sister of Clotelle Forde of the U.K., Virginia, and Gloria Atwell,
Gracille Prescod, Joan Rice, and Edwin Cummins, Aunt of Orlando Crichlow, Priscilla Ishmael, Sharon O’Garro, Carlos Williams, Wade and Roger Cummins, Marcia Atwell, Ruth-Ann Sargeant and many others, Cousin of Joyce Haynes, and many others, Daughter-in-law of Alma Callender, Mother-in-law of Dr. Ian Marshall, Sister-in-law of Anthony Rice, Marcelle Cummins, Mary Burnett, Yvette Brathwaite, and Steve Newton, Relative of the Cummins, Crichlow, Pollard, Brathwaite, Weekes, and Kirton families, Friend of many.

The funeral Jemmaline Onita Pollard leaves Clyde B. Jones Funeral Home, Top Rock, Christ Church, on Thursday, March 2nd 2017, at 2:15 p.m. for St. Patrick’s Anglican Church, St. Patrick’s, Christ Church, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 4:00 p.m. a Service of Thanksgiving, followed by interment in the Churchyard.

The Organist and members of the Church Choir are asked to attend.

Floral tributes may be delivered to Clyde B. Jones Funeral Home no later than 1:30 p.m. on Thursday.

Tributes will commence at 3:15 p.m.

Monetary donations toward the St. Patrick’s Anglican Church Building Fund will be appreciated.

The body will repose for viewing at Crane Church of the Nazarene, Crane Main Road, St. Philip, from 4:30 p.m. until 6:00 p.m. on Wednesday.

To express condolences visit www.clydebjonesfuneralhome.com

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