Walton, Ainsley Anthony

Walton, Ainsley Anthony
26 Feb

Ainsley Anthony Walton, age 69, of St. Patrick’s, Christ Church, retired Section Leader of the Ministry of Transport and Works, Son of the late Sheila Walton-Agard and Lewis Robinson, Husband of Marilyn Walton, Father of Sherry Kothdiwala , Charmaine Barrow-Marshall, Tisha Walton of the Royal Barbados Police Force and Daniel Walton, Grandfather of seven, Brother of Ansel Walton, Janet Walton- Bowen, Muriel Turney, Yvonne Adams, Ella “Melis” Harewood, Rosemary Belgrave, Jeanette “Erin” Firebrace, Angela Welch, Erin Bascombe, Haldene Robinson, the late Odessa Small and Otho Robinson, Nephew of Joseph Haynes, Son-in-law of Evelyn Quintyne, Father-in-law of Stacey Walton of Trans Tech Incorporated and Easton Marshall, Relative of the Robinson family of Sargeant’s Village, Christ Church, the Skeete and Barrow families, Friend of Lydine Greenidge and many others

A Thanksgiving Service celebrating the life and work of Ainsley Anthony Walton will take place on Thursday January 25th, 2018 at 12:00 noon at Ephesus Seventy-day-Adventist Church, Dalkeith Hill, St. Michael where relatives and friends are asked to meet. The cortege will then proceed to the Flamboyant Lawns, Coral Ridge Memorial Gardens, The Ridge, Christ Church for the interment.

The body will repose for viewing on Thursday from 11:00 a.m. until the start of the service during which time floral tributes will be gratefully accepted.

Final Arrangements Are In The Care And Trust , of Jo-Anne Jones Funeral Services And Pre-.Arrangement Centre Ltd., “Clovelly”, Welches, Christ Church.

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