King, Joan Yvonne
19 Jan

King, Joan Yvonne

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Joan Yvonne King, of Brooklyn, New York formerly of Old Post Office Road, Market Hill, St. George, Wife of Nigel King, Mother of Betty Highland Best, Andrew Wickham, Michelle Hurst and Tyrone Wickham, Grandmother of Latisha 

Highland Best, Kaesha Highland-Best, Azariah and Jaden Hurst, Brittany Waldron, Kelsie, Shineika and Tiana Wickham and Tynelle Rowe, Great-Grandmother of Ava LaFleur, Sister of Sonia Wickham, Gloria and Sheila
Wickham, Norma Gittens, Pauletta, Carlyle and Sylvan Wickham, Judy and Virdene Boyce, Harriette Grogan and the late Vanita Austin, Aunt of June and Earl Wickham and many others, Niece of Ada Grant, Harkington
Francis and Racheal Russell, Cousin of Joycelyn and Angela and many others, Mother-in-law of Mark Highland-Best and the late Andrew Hurst, Relative of the Boyce, Smith, Yarde, Wickham families, and the members
of the Old Post Office Assembly Hall, Friend of Sonia Hall, Junnie Fuller, Jan Grazette and the Harewood family

The funeral of Joan Yvonne King leaves the Belmont Funeral Home, Belmont Road, St Michael on Monday, 15th January, 2018 at 12:00 noon for the Old Post Office Assembly Hall, Old Post Office Road, St. George,
where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 1:30 p.m. for the service. The cortege will then proceed to the Coral Ridge Memorial Gardens, the Ridge, Christ Church for the interment.

Floral arrangements may be sent to the Belmont Funeral Home no later than 11:30 a.m. on Monday.

Viewing of the body takes place at the Old Post Office Assembly Hall, Old Post Office Road, St George from 3:00 p.m. until 5:00 p.m. on Sunday 14th January, 2018

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