Belgrave, Matilda

Belgrave, Matilda
27 Feb
2017

Matilda Belgrave, age 98, better known as “Baby”, of Church Village, St. Philip, retired School Meals server of St. Philip Girls’ School, Daughter of the late Goulbourne Franklin and Sarah-Ann Barrow, Mother of Annette Gadsby of the U.S.A, Grandmother of Dawn Belgrave and Monique Gadsby of the U.S.A, Great- Grandmother of Omari Belgrave of the U.S.A, Adopted Mother of Antonia Franklyn, Godmother of Kerri Brathwaite, Cousin of Reginald Franklyn, the late Millicent Franklyn and many others, Mother-in-law of the late Hallam Gadsby of the U.S.A, Relative of Daniel and Marcelle Mason and the Greenidge family of Marchfield, St Philip, the Barrow, Evelyn, Prescod, Franklyn and Alleyne families, Friend of Velda Craigg, Marjorie Ward, McNeil Alleyne, Beverley Prescod, Mignon Jones, Ms. Blackman of the National Assistance Board, Elzo Gittens - Attorney-at-law, Anita Gittens, the Belgrave, Beckles, and Harewood families and many others

The funeral of Matilda Belgrave leaves Waithe’s Funeral Home, Greens, St. George on Friday, 24th February 2017 at 2:30 p.m. for the St. Philip Parish Church, Church Village, 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 choir members are asked to attend.

Floral tributes can be sent to Waithe’s Funeral Home not later than 2:00 p.m. on Friday.

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  • Don’t Cry for me
    Don't cry for me now I have died, for I'm still here I'm by your side, My body's gone but my soul's is here, please don't shed another tear, I am still here I'm all around, only my body lies in the ground. I am the snowflake that kisses your nose, I am the frost, that nips your toes. I am the sun ,bringing you light, I am the star, shining so bright. I am the rain, refreshing the earth, I am the laughter, I am the mirth. I am the bird, up in the sky, I am the cloud, that's drifting by. I am the thoughts, inside your head, While I'm still there, I can't be dead.