Bishop, Clifford Coleridge

Bishop, Clifford Coleridge
26 Feb

Clifford Coleridge Bishop, age 76, also known as “Billy the kid” or “Billy Bones” of Herman Clarke Road, Eastmoreland, St. George, formerly of Goodlands, St. Michael, Son of the late Muriel Bishop, Grandson of the late John and Amanda Bishop, Husband of the late Monica Bishop, Father of Clifford, Keith and Paula Sobers, Dalphin and Lisa all of the U.S.A. and Carlos, Grandfather of Shawn, Kyle, Tarell, Junior and many others, Brother of Janet Rawlins, Gilbert and Omar Beckles, Horace, Neville, Kenneth, Sharida, Diana, Karina, the late Reggie and Estlyn, Cousin of many, Uncle of many, Brother-in-law of Newlin Rawlins, Relative of the Bishop, Beckles and Rawlins families, Friend of many. 

The funeral of Clifford Coleridge Bishop leaves the Serenity Chapel of Two Sons Funeral Home, Stadium Road, Bush Hall, St. Michael on Saturday 20th January, 2018 at 10:30 a.m. for the Coral Ridge Memorial Gardens, the Ridge, Christ Church, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 12:00 noon for A Home Going Service and Interment.

The resident Organist is asked to attend.

Floral arrangements can be sent to the Serenity Chapel of Two Sons Funeral Home no later than 10:15 a.m. on Saturday.

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