Licorish, Myrtle

Licorish, Myrtle
10 Jan
2018

Myrtle Licorish, age 93, of Isolation Road, Belleplaine, St. Andrew and Egvinalle Nursing Home, Lower Carlton, St. James, Daughter of the late Zelika Thompson and Peterkin Worrell, Wife of the late Norman Josiah Licorish, Sister of Gertrude Kellman of Bawden, St. Andrew, Oscar Kellman and Berkley Williams of Boscobelle, the late Ercil Vaughn and Moreen Moore, Stepmother of Joseph Lowe of the U.K., Sister–in-law of Benjamin Licorish of Belleplaine, St. Andrew, Aunt of Dr. Andrew Vaughn of the U.S.A., Garfield Vaughn and Gloria Campbell of Canada, Celeste and Peter Vaughn, Dr. Anthony Kellman, Vincent and Norma Kellman, Great Aunt of Waveney Vaughan-Marshall, Anderson and Cynthia Vaughan, Cousin of Myrtle Doughlin and Mottley Springer, Godmother of Orlaine Harper, Relative of the Springer, Worrell, Best, Bourne and Vaughan families, Friend of the Ramsay family of Isolation Road, the Belleplaine Seventh-day Adventist Church family, staff of the Egvinalle Nursing Home and Mavis Maynard.

The funeral of Myrtle Licorish leaves Greaves Funeral Home, Church Hill, St. Lucy on Tuesday, January 2nd, 2018 for the Bellleplaine Seventh Day Adventist Church, Bellleplaine, St. Andrew, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 2:30 p.m. for The Service of Thanksgiving. The cortege will then proceed to St. Andrew’s Parish Church at 4:15 p.m. for the interment.


Floral tributes may be delivered to Greaves Funeral Home no later than 12:30 p.m. on Tuesday, January 2nd, 2018.

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