Barker, Verona Gertrude

Barker, Verona Gertrude
26 Feb

Verona Gertrude Barker, age 68, better known as 'Rona', of Redland Tenantry, St. George, formerly of Hothersal, St. John, Mother of Celestine Oliver - employee of St. Michael District Hospital, Michelle Chase and Dawn Barker Layne - employee of Queen Elizabeth Hospital, Robert Barker - employee of Hitech Welding and Jerome Barker, Sister of Alphanso Barker of Bob's Place, Farm Road, St. Peter, Joycelyn, Rudolph, Monica, Wingrove, Lincoln, Caroline Banker of Chickmount Foods Limited, Veronica Jones - Nursing Assistant of St. Philip District Hospital and the late George Arthur and Alfred Barker, Grandmother of Dwain Barker of the U.S.A., Latonya Banker of Sandles Barbados, Platini Forde of the Queen Elizabeth Hospital and five others, Great-grandmother of five, Aunt of Richard Barker of the U.S.A. Navy, Adiran Barker and Glenroy Piggott of the U.S.A. and thirty others, Great-aunt of thirty-five, Great-great-aunt of three, Cousin of Christopher Barker and family of London England, Glendene Garnes, Juan Wiggins and many others, Mother-in-law of Olympia Gibson of New York, U.S.A., Relative of the Barker, Quintyne, Arthur, Collymore, Nurse, Crookendale and Jordan families, Friend of Robert Alleyne, Hazel Russell, Daniel Spooner, Ernestine Holder, Betty Forde and many others

The funeral of Verona Gertrude Barker takes place on Thursday, February 01st, 2018 at St. John Parish Church where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 3:30 p.m. for the service, followed by the interment in the Church cemetery.

The Organist and members of the Choir are asked to attend.

Flowers may be delivered to Alvin Hinkson Funeral Home, St. Elizabeth Village, St. Joseph no later than 1:45 p.m. on Thursday.

The body of Verona Gertrude Barker will repose for viewing at the Church from 2:30 p.m. until the start of the service.

Mourning colours are optional.

  • Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
    Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glint on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you wake in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft starlight at night. Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die!