Bailey, Germain Atheleta

Bailey, Germain Atheleta
16 Aug

Germain Atheleta Bailey, better known as “Missy” or “Ma”, of Bailey’s Alley, Upper Sweet Vale, St. George, Mother of Margaret Blenman, Sandra, Harriette and David Bailey, Grandmother of Tyrone and Hakeem Bailey, Kelly, Korie, Kemil and Keleon Blenman, Tyrell, Ricko and Keon Prince, Great Grandmother of Tyrique and Tamaya Harewood, Mariono Cheeseman, Nykari Blenman, Halajah Bailey and Kimara Blenman, Aunt of Elsie and Fiona Bailey, Elaine Padmore of the U.K., Marva Bailey and Evans Greene both of the U.S.A. and many others, Relative of the Bailey, Greene, Weekes and Sobers families, Friend of many.

The funeral of Germain Atheleta Bailey leaves Waithe’s Funeral Home, Greens, St. George on Friday, August 18th, 2017 at 2:45 p.m. for St. Jude’s Anglican Church, St. Jude’s Village, St. George, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 4:00 p.m. for the service, followed by the interment in the churchyard.

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

Floral tributes can be sent to Waithe’s Funeral Home not later than 2:15 p.m. on Friday.

A donation towards the Barbados Association of Palliative Care would be greatly appreciated.

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  • I will wait for you...
    I will wait for you... Though we never had a chance to say goodbye, Remember me... When winter snows are falling through a quiet sky I'll remember you When, in our darkest hour, You held my hand and prayed I wouldn't go, But a silent voice called out to me; My time had come, and I had to travel Home... Since then, I know your life has never been the same, For I visit you each day: So many times I've felt your pain: I've watched you cry: And I've heard you call my name... But now, further along life's road I stand In a timeless world, just beyond your sight, Waiting for the day when I can take your hand and bring you across to this land of Golden Light... Till then, remember me, you understand-and try not to cry. But if you do: Let your tears fall For the happiness and joy we knew, And for the special love we shared, For love can never die.