Worrell, Ottalise Glendora

Worrell, Ottalise Glendora
12 Dec

Ottalise Glendora Worrell, age 81, better known as “Christmas” or “Lisa”, of Heywoods Park South East, St. Peter and formerly of London, Sister of Lilian Watson and the late Darnley Worrell, Aunt of Dalmer Watson and Marcel Watson-Small both of Canada, Ouida Worrell, Eudene Kellman, Octlyn Straker, Ronda, Julia, Ralpston, Peter, James, John and Myron Watson, Great-Aunt of Barry Kellman of England, Kevin Watson of Canada, Juanita Griffith, Kirkpatrick Worrell, Jalissa, Dwayne and Dr. Antonio Watson and ten others, Great-Great-Aunt of nine, Cousin of Carson Richards of England, Rixford and Rev. Coral Richards, Fitz Boyce, Trevor Hope and many others, Godmother of Deborah “Debbie” Elcock of England, Wendy Worrell and Careen Ramsay, Relative of the Worrell, Watson, Richards, Hope, Hinds and Bannister families, Friend of Lorna Evelyn of the U.K., Daphne Ashby, Sheila Worrell, Evelyn Hinds and many others

The funeral of Ottalise Glendora Worrell leaves St. John Funeral Home, Half Moon Fort, St. Lucy on Saturday, December 09th, 2017 at 7:15 a.m. for All Saints Anglican Church, Pleasant Hall, St. Peter, where relatives and friends are asked to meet at 9:00 a.m. for the Service of Thanksgiving followed by the interment in the churchyard.

The organist and members of Church Choir are asked to attend.

Wreaths may be delivered to St. John Funeral Home not later than 7:00 a.m. on Saturday, December 09, 2017.

The body will repose for viewing in the Chapel of St. John Funeral Home December 08th, 2017 from 1:00 p.m. until 3:00 p.m. on Friday

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