Hinds, Sewphy Khatejah
09 Oct

Hinds, Sewphy Khatejah

Published in OBITUARIES F - J

Sewphy Khatejah Hinds, age 55, of Orange Hill, St. James, Daughter of the late Rawle and Joan Hinds, Mother of Jade and Jake Hinds, Sister of Rev. Dr. McAthin Hinds - Superintendent of the Wesleyan Holiness Church, Andrew Hinds, Rontae Springer, Marva King and the late Leon Worrell, Aunt of Gail and Janelle Small, Corey, Lowrey, Nicole and Ajene Worrell, Jaime and Christee Springer, Jennese Birkett, Rashad, Rafael, Pearlann, Dario and Justin Hinds, Relative of Debrah and Winston Harper, Winston and Anderson Worrell, the Hinds, Worrell, Richards, Austin, Atwell, Best and Chandler families, Sister-in-law of Ometa and Sandra Hinds, Close Friend of Herma, Samantha, Judy and Allison

A Service of Thanksgiving for the Life of Sewphy Khatejah Hinds will take place on Saturday 13th October, 2018 at 9:30 a.m. at the Restoration Ministries, Gunsite Road, Brittons Hill, St. Michael where relatives and friends are asked to meet. The cortege will then proceed to St. James Cemetery for the interment.

Flowers may be sent to E. Pamela Small Funeral Home, “The Lawns”, Vauxhall, Christ Church, no later than 7:00 a.m. on Saturday 13th October, 2018, or may be delivered to the Restoration Ministries, Gunsite Road, Brittons Hill, St. Michael, before the start of service.

Visitation takes place in the chapel of E. Pamela Small Funeral Home, “The Lawns”, Vauxhall, Christ Church, from 4:00 p.m. until 6:00 p.m. on Friday, 12th October 2018.

Funeral Arrangements Entrusted To: E. Pamela Small Funeral Services

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