Mcclean, Beverley Patricia

Mcclean, Beverley Patricia
15 Nov

Beverley Patricia Mcclean Née Davis, age 64, of #98 Oxnards Heights, St. James, former Customer Service Manager of Republic Bank Barbados Limited, Independence Square, member of St. Barnabas Church Choir Guild and Genesis Fresh Fruit Line Dancers, Daughter of Velda Davis and the late Phoenix Burgess, Beloved Wife of Rudolph McClean - Retired Business Security Officer of Republic Bank Barbados Limited, Mother of Rudi McClean of Bank of Nova Scotia Broad Street, Stepmother of Tito R. Butcher of the US Navy, Grandmother of Tyler Butcher, Sister of Michael Beckles - retired Testing Officer of the Barbados Licensing Authority, Colin Brathwaite - retired Inspector of the Royal Barbados Police Force, Arthur Thorne and Hartell Bascombe both of the U.S.A. and Evelyn Foderingham and the late Lionel Walrond, Aunt of Kari-ann and Michael Beckles Jr., Vincent and Ivan Foderingham Jr., Colin Arthur, Randolph Walrond, Kaye Brathwaite and many others, Cousin of Suzanne, Mark, John and Anthony Chandler and many others, Sister-in-law of Keren Beckles, Ermine Joseph, June Bourne, Waple Brathwaite, Norma Bascombe and Junia Thorne, Relative of the Haynes, Davis, Chandler, Prescod and Small families, Friend of the St. Barnabas Church family, the Management and Staff of Republic Bank Barbados Limited and many others.

The funeral of Beverley Patricia McClean Née Davis leaves Paramount Funeral Home, Upper Hindsbury Road, St. Michael on Tuesday, November 21st, 2017 at 12:45 p.m. for The Church of St. Barnabas, St. Barnabas Road, St. Michael, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 2:30 p.m. for the Service of Thanksgiving, followed by the interment.

The Organist and members of the church choir are asked to attend.

Flowers may be sent to Paramount Funeral Home no later than 12:30 p.m. on Tuesday.

Musical tributes will commence at 2:00 p.m.

The body will repose for viewing at St. Barnabas Church from 4:00 p.m. until 6:00 p.m. on Monday.

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    If I should die and leave you here a while, be not like others sore undone, who keep long vigil by the silent dust. For my sake turn again to life and smile, nerving thy heart and trembling hand to do something to comfort other hearts than thine. Complete these dear unfinished tasks of mine and I perchance may therein comfort you.