Walcott, Winifred Cecelia

Walcott, Winifred Cecelia
09 Aug

Winifred Cecelia Walcott, age 87, of Sands Drive, Pilgrim Road, Christ Church, formerly of Hornsey, London, England and Parris Hill, St. Joseph, Wife of the late Lionel Wesley Walcott, Daughter of the late Olga Waterman and Eric Garnes, Step-Daughter of the late Adolphus Waterman, Mother of Mavis Walker, Marie, Leroy and Michael Walcott, Step-Mother of Gregston “Bay” King, Mother-in-law of Andy Walker and Pauline Walcott, Sister of Sylvia Brathwaite of Canada and six others, Grandmother of ten, Great-Grandmother of seven, Great-Great-Grandmother of one, Relative of the Eversley family of Braggs Hill, St. Joseph and the Garnes family of St. Philip, Friend of Daphne and St. Clair McCollin, the Smith family of Parris Hill and Merricks, St. Philip, Gwendolene Clarke, Tony Straker, Doris and Berkley Thomas, Joyce Morris of the U.K., Ena Roach of Brooklyn, New York, the Staff of Beulalin Retirement Retreat and many others..

The funeral of Winifred Cecelia Walcott leaves Waithe’s Funeral Home, Greens, St. George on Friday, August 11th, 2017 at 1:30 p.m. for St. Anne’s Anglican Church, Parris Hill, St. Joseph, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 3:00 p.m. for the service, followed by the interment in the churchyard.

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

Floral tributes can be sent to Waithe’s Funeral Home no later than 1:00 p.m. on Friday.

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