Thanksgiving & Home Coming Celebration
Age: 90years old
Saturday, March 29th, 2025 at 11:00a.m.
NEW DESTINY BAPTIST CATHEDRAL Gladstone road New Providence, Bahamas
Officiating: Apostle Delton D. Fernander, J.P, Ph.D, CMG
Assisted By: Other Ministers of Religion
Organist: Deacon Dexter D. Fernander
Interment: Lakeview Memorial Gardens
On February 5, 1935, the idyllic settlement of Georgetown in the Exumas, embraced with joy and kindred love, the birth of a beautiful baby girl the youngest child from the union of Henry and Aurelia Cooper. The beautiful bundle of joy was named Myrtle Ione Cooper. Myrtle was the youngest of four children, bringing much joy and happiness to her parents along with her three siblings - Wilmore, Hilda and Bloneva.
Tragically, her mother passed away at a young age, Myrtle was just three years old at the time. Subsequently, she along with her older siblings were separated to live with various family members to continue nurturing them. Wilmore the only son and older child was kept in Georgetown and the three girls relocated to Nassau. Despite being separated due to necessity, their bond was very strong in the midst of their life circumstances. Their connection and closeness to each other was never hindered by these circumstances and only became stronger as they grew and matured.
Alike the meaning of her name, “evergreen shrub” symbolizing love, beauty, and purity, Myrtle exuded these qualities in her many encounters, with others whether celebratory or otherwise. Thus, her growing up with her adoptive family was akin to biological relatedness and cohesion. Myrtle’s formative years transpired in Sunlight Village, off East Street, under the care of Ms. Beatrice Armbrister and Mrs. Annie Miller. The Millers, Horace and Annie, lived on the same property with their young family inclusive of Cecil (deceased), Cynthia (deceased), Gloria, Beryl (deceased), Horace Jr (deceased), Nellie, Edna, and George (deceased). It didn’t take long for Myrtle to become an integral part of the Miller family, and she was often seen alongside the Miller children wherever they went. Over time, Myrtle’s gentle and pleasant demeanor, and her quiet tenacity gave way to her becoming more than just a guest—she became a sister. After Ms. Armbrister’s passing, Myrtle was lovingly embraced by the Millers and treated no differently than their own children.
Myrtle was known for her pleasant and helpful nature. She attended Southern Junior and Senior Schools on Wulff Road, where
she excelled, especially in mathematics. Outside of school, Myrtle was an active and positive presence in her community, always ready to lend a helping hand and be as available a resource as possible. As a devoted member of St. John’s Native Baptist Church, under the leadership of Rev. T.W. Donaldson, Myrtle understood the importance of church attendance, and it became a cornerstone of her life. She attended Sunday School both morning and afternoon, participated in Bible Training Hour meetings each week, and was an active member of the Junior Choir. Myrtle also joined the Good Samaritan Youth Lodge, where she memorized biblical stories and learned to confidently present them to an audience. Her involvement in the Lodge sparked a lifelong commitment, and she later became a member of the Elks Junior Lodge, where her passion for service continued throughout her life. This was all foundational to her lifetime of giving, sharing and caring!
Myrtle met and fell in love with a handsome young man hailing from the southern island of Mayaguana, Sherwin Edgar Murphy. They were joined in Holy Matrimony in 1955 at St. Paul’s Baptist Church, Bias Street. Their union produced four children of whom they loved and were extremely proud of. Upon the death of her husband in 1965, Myrtle became mother and father to her children, a responsibility she took on valiantly and ferociously – never once complaining. She allowed the love she had experienced all of her lifetime to propel and energize her motivation, determination and aspirations. She instilled in her children the love of God, self which automatically fosters the love for others. They were taught to place family first, embrace others and accept everyone for who they are individually. Communicating, celebrating, forgiving and sharing were key elements to living a happy, fulfilling and meaningful life.
Myrtle was diligent, dependable and productive – traits she exemplified at home and at work. She took on employment opportunities that provided an income but did not deter from her maintaining a wholesome relationship and quality time with her children. She worked at the Horseshoe restaurant on East Bay Street as a waitress for a short period. She moved on to more lucrative earnings working on the Eastern Road as a Housekeeper for the Stuart family and at the Calypso shop that was located on Frederick Street. She later obtained gainful employment at Bahamas Customs Department as a cashier where she remained until her
Acknowledging that “only what’s done for Christ will last,” Mrytle ensured that her daily activities were centered around putting God first in everything. She was a member of St. John’s Baptist Cathedral and later became a member of New Destiny Baptist Church. The Improved Benevolent Protected Order of Elks of the World is a fraternal organization that Myrtle held great esteem for. She was an active and devoted member of Curfew Temple #816 and the Bahamas State Association. She served as recording secretary of the Bahamas State Association, Treasurer for the Buena V. Kelly Past State President Club, District Deputy for
the Family Islands, mainly Andros and Eleuthera and served as Deputy for Euterpie Johnson Past Daughter Ruler Council. Additionally, Myrtle was a Past Grand Daughter Ruler., who travelled to the international conventions on an annual basis. Her last convention was in 2019, where she travelled to Baltimore.
A versatile, energetic and capable Myrtle became an avid member of the Progressive Liberal Party and worked with Mr. Edmund Moxey, Sinclair Outten, Matthew Rose and The Right Honorable Cynthia Mother Pratt –Governor General. She was a member of the Women’s Branch and a Stalwart Councilor. She was a member of the Grove Women’s Charity Club under the leadership of Mrs. Sylvia Moxey. She was one of the last woman standing who’s signature was recorded for the Women’s Suffrage Movement as featured in Marion Bethel’s documentary “Womanish Ways”.
As a retiree she spent her days providing care for her two last grandchildren. She loved reading the newspapers and watching the Parliamentary channel. Myrtle believed in being healthy and exercised diligently coupled with a healthy diet and following the smallest advice of her physician to the letter. Her stellar productivity on her job was echoed in her enjoying a well-deserved retirement, surrounded by her grand and great-grandchildren, especially Don, Brooke and Danielle. In 2020 the COVID-19 Pandemic changed her life completely, due to the extent of the lock downs; she was disappointed that she was unable to socialize and attend church services on Sundays. After the restrictions were lifted for COVID-19, she was in a different state of mind and not willing to go outdoors. However, she was adamant about sending her weekly tithes to church. Being retired from formal occupation allowed Myrtle to master the art of family communications and cohesion. She ensured that she kept in touch with everyone not afraid to scold whom she did not make contact with for their lapse. She was keen about knowing telephones numbers and work schedules so as to make contact at the most appropriate times. As the Cooper clan Matriarch, she was undeniably the glue keeping the family together in her personal way.
On 11th December 2024 Myrtle accidentally fell down in her front yard. She was transferred to Princess Margaret Hospital after the accident where she was treated and discharged the following day. The once independent and vibrant lady was now confined to her bed. Her children and grandchildren joined forces to provide her with the best quality care and to make her life as comfortable as possible.
During the first week of March, Myrtle started refusing to eat or drink. Sometimes she would take small amounts. Her children noticed a
decline in her strength. On Saturday, 8th March after receiving her morning bath she became unresponsive and transitioned into her new home.
Left to celebrate her life and legacy are……
Daughters and Son-in-laws: Mae-Dawn Murphy (Clifford), Doralea Taylor (Ranald), Claudell Evans, Doreen Thompson (Rev S. Alexander), Jennifer Braynen (Bradley), Joeanna Curry (Roosevelt), Zelrona Mackey
Sons: Philip Murphy (Arintera), Tyrone Murphy, Frederick Taylor, Kenneth Taylor
Grandchildren: Don Stuart (Nivea), Rachel Guyar Murphy, Brooke Evans (Christof), Danielle Mackey, Darren Seymour, Reagan Taylor, Omega, Jawara, Tingar, Shakanta (Ashton), Meshack Murphy, Micheal Wring (Tamara), McQuessa Dawkins (Ulan), Jordanna Wring, Dr Shakira Thompson, Fredericka Taylor, Tenaj Murphy, Alexis Thompson (Shanequa), Frank Williams, Jayvaughn Murphy, Norell and Shardi Smith and Chamaco Godet (Paulette)
Great grandchildren: Brayden Evans, Jahranika Murphy, Demarzian Stuart, Candice, Kencer, Verdahlia, Ruben, Marley Wring, Eddreah, Kaliyah, Amia, Messiah, Meshack Jr., Amya Murphy, Gem, Landon and L’Amour Dawkins, Alexis Jr., Azye and Ace Thompson, Bryann Miller, Xavarie Godet
Sisters: Gloria Ward, Nelliemae Cooper and Ednamae Pennerman
Sister In-Laws: Katrina and Henrietta Murphy, Delores Miller
Brother In-Laws: Jacob and Daniel Murphy
Nieces: Wilemena Russell, Thomasina Moss Humes, Jeanie Gibson, Wendy (Craig) Knowles, Bridgette and Cynthia Bowe, Johnniemae Gilbert (Andrew), Michelle Ward, Chantell Cox (Odell), Prescola Pennerman, Laroma Seifert (Dudley), Lindalee Kemp (Whitzel), Abigail Pratt, Sandralee Leadon (Sacario), Rev. Katherine Hamilton (Rev Neil), Camille Stubbs(Roger), Cindy Curtis(Anthony), Tiffany Adderley(Jerry), Antoinette Peterson (Bill), Kayla, Bernadette and Tanya Saunders, Anna Strachan, Jennifer, Linda Brown, Lubertha Moncur, Cleola Hamilton, Hattimae, Frankimae, Elizabethe, Alice, Florence, Virginia, Vanda and Dora Murphy, Tanya, Tanera, Nadia, Mishima, Tasha, Araminta and Florence
Nephews: Sidney Bowe, Brian Harvey Sr (Una), Timothy and Albreon Pennermanm, Jan Ward (Fiona), Montgomery Ward (Darnell) and Barrymore Ward (Margaret), Carlton Neely (Ruth), Collins, Jumeo and Zodiac Miller, Myron Campbell, Craig, Dwayne, Sheldon, Eric, Patrick and Roderick Murphy, Curtis, Ron and Audie, Adrian and Antoine Miller (Marva) Don Brown, Gregory, Lawrence (Erma), Stephano
Grand Nieces: Bianca, Davinia, Kristen, Danesha, Arinthia, Anthinear, Crestanea, Camrhea, Yolantha, Kayniel, Shaquon, Simmone, Shante, Brooke, Ann, Kelia, Tekia, Tamika, Albrenique, Albrea, Donnia, April
Grand Nephews: Anton, Marcus, Kareem, Thomas, Charles, Wyatt, Chad, Ahmahl, Ahmeed and Amedu, Orville, and Omar, Camrion, Creswell, Clinton Jr, Brain Jr, Bryon, Prescott, Cadmus, Ronnie, Don Jr, Jermaine, Tito, Lemarc, Domonic, Albreon Jr, Shakiel
Devoted and Loving Caregivers: Joanne Cartwright, Janet Bridgewater and Daphne Joseph Cousins: Rev. Rubyanne Darling and family, Dame Joan Sawyer and family, PS Creswell Stirrup, Derwin (Beverly), Walter, Rudy, Azalina, Willisha and family, the family of the late Frederick Cooper, Winston “Churchill” Rolle and family, Maxine Munroe and family, the family of the late Cecil Rose, Val Cooper and family, Karen and Debbie, Sandra, Keith, Kevin, Micheal and family, Dr. Patricia Coakley Deveaux and family, the late Veronica Marshall and family, Rubyanne Neely and family, The family of the late Percy Stirrup
Other relatives and friends: The Governor General Cynthia “Mother” Pratt and family, Hon Glenys Hanna Martin and family, Hon Zane Lightbourne (Yamacraw) and family, Hon. Mario Bowleg (Garde Hills) and family, PS Gina Thompson and family, Apostle Delton Fernander and family, Myrtis Beneby and family, Improve Benevolent Protected Order of Elks of The World (IBPOEW), Curfew Temple #816, George and Cecilia Cooper and family, Dgt. Betty Young and family, State President Allison Sawyer and family, State President Julian Sands and family, Rev. Dr. Isoline Rolle and family, Pierre Paul and family, Olive Neely and family, Sylvia White and family, The Rahming family (6th Street the Grove), Walter Lockhart and
family, Muriel Symonette and family, Jewelann Bethel and family, Carol Gilbert and family, Louise Meadows and family, Margo Thompson and family, Pat Bowe and Family, The staff and students of St. Annes School, The Seymour family, Yvonne Bain and family, Doris Taylor and family, Keva Mckinney and family, The family of the late Shirley Cartwright, The family of the late Mrs. Patsy Wring, Dr. Agreta Carey, Dr. Crispin Gomez, The Collie family (6th street the Grove) The Nairn family (6th street the Grove), Mizpah Strapp and family (6th street the Grove), Stephanie Bullard and family, Lucita, Dianne, Christine and Andrea, Richard and Pamela Williams and family, Michelle and Ashley Collins, Marva Moss and family, Maggie and Francine (New Destinites), Janice and Chelsea and family, Bernadette Davis and family, Cheryl Fernander and family, Herbert and Viola Lightbourne, The Carey’s, Stephanie, Ariel and Zaria Seymour, Raymond (RH) and Dharlene Culmer and family, Dalla, Dariece and Demita, Alona and Marjorie, Grace and Letesha and family, Mr. and Mrs. Christopher Mackey and family, Georgette Thompson and family, Inez Paul and family, Lucy Bevans, Joyce, Debbie, Roderick and Nicole, Adena Fox, Olga Major and family, Chiron Phillips and Pamela Thomas, Mrs. Bernice Harris & family, Mrs. Josephine McKinney & family, Mrs. Patricia Cleare & Women’s Branch of the Progressive Liberal Party, Ms. Calverna Small & family, Joann Webb & family, The “Nun Piece” Crew, The 4 Street Kings, Mr. and Mrs. Nathaniel Williams and family, The Forbes family, Bahamas Customs LPIA (Team C), The PLP Yamacraw Branch, The PLP Englerston Branch, New Destiny Baptist Cathedral family, The Revolution Church Prayer Group: Carolyn Wallace, Ruth Ellis, Donnalee Hilton, Nadine Moncur, and Pam Smith, The visiting Nurses from Fleming Street Clinic, The entire Coconut Grove family.
Mom, you left us beautiful memories, Your love is still our guide, Although we cannot see you, You’re always at our side.
Adieu Myrtle Ione Cooper Murphy, rest on in glory knowing that the world is a better place because you stopped by.
MODERATOR: Pastor Tyrone J. Knowles
MUSICAL PRELUDE AND PARTING VIEW | Seventh Day Adventist Choir
ENTRANCE AND SEATING OF FAMILY
LITURGY OF PRAISE
SCRIPTURAL SENTENCE | Apostle Delton D. Fernander
OPENING HYMN | ” The King of Love“
1 The King of love my shepherd is, whose goodness faileth never. I nothing lack if I am his, and he is mine forever.
2 Where streams of living water flow, my ransomed soul he leadeth; and where the verdant pastures grow, with food celestial feedeth.
3 Perverse and foolish, oft I strayed, but yet in love he sought me; and on his shoulder gently laid, and home, rejoicing, brought me.
4 In death’s dark vale I fear no ill, with thee, dear Lord, beside me; thy rod and staff my comfort still, thy cross before to guide me.
5 Thou spreadst a table in my sight; thy unction grace bestoweth; and oh, what transport of delight from thy pure chalice floweth!
6 And so through all the length of days, thy goodness faileth never; Good Shepherd, may I sing thy praise within thy house forever.
PRAYER OF INVOCATION | Minister Chantell Cox (Godchild)
PRAYER RESPONSE | ” Tis So Sweet to trust in Jesus”
LITURGY OF THE WRITTEN AND SPOKEN WORD
HEBREW SCRIPTURE | Psalm 91:1-16 | Ms. Regan Taylor (Granddaughter)
CONGREGATIONAL HYMN | ”Through all the Changing Scenes of Life“
1 Through all the changing scenes of life, in trouble and in joy, the praises of my God shall still my heart and tongue employ. Of his deliv’rance I will boast, till all that are distressed, from my example comfort take and lay their griefs to rest.
2 O magnify the LORD with me, exalt his holy name; when in distress to him I called, he to my rescue came. The hosts of God encamp around the dwellings of the just; deliv’rance he affords to all who in his promise trust.
3 O taste and see that he is good; experience will decide how blest are they, and only they who in the LORD confide. Fear him, you saints, and you will then have nothing else to fear; make serving him your sole delight, your wants shall be his care.
GREEK SCRIPTURE | 1 Corinthians 15:50-58 | Ms. Tingar Murphy (Granddaughter)
SERMONIC SELECTION | Mr. Doyle Burrows
LITURGY OF THE SPOKEN WORD | Apostle Delton D. Fernander
PRAYER FOR THE FAMILY | Rev. Alexander Thompson (son-in-law)
LITURGY OF FELLOWSHIP
GRADUAL HYMN | ” His Coming Draweth Nigh“
1 Weary hands will cease from labor, Folded, they at rest will lie, For we have a burden bearer, And his coming draweth nigh.
Chorus:
Yes, the weary night is passing, Dawn is breaking in the sky; We shall hail the glad tomorrow, For his coming draweth nigh.
2 Sorrow will not last forever, Tears not always dim the eye; Jesus is our consolation, And his coming draweth nigh. [Chorus]
3 Pain is not our lasting portion, Balm descendeth from on high, For we have a great Physician, And his coming draweth nigh. [Chorus]
4 Death is not to be eternal, Tho’ we all are doomed to die; Jesus is the resurrection, And his coming draweth nigh. [Chorus]
OBITUARY | To be read in silence
AS I KNEW MYRTLE MURPHY | Rev. Ruby Ann Darling
CONDOLENCES | 2 minutes each | Hon. Glenys Hanna Martin
B.S.A. President Allison Sawyer
Rev. Crantson Evans ( Chief Customs Officer-Bahamas Customs)
Rev. Lenox Green
New Destiny Baptist Cathedral
RECESSIONAL HYMN | ”It is Well“
1 When peace like a river attendeth my way, when sorrows like sea billows roll; whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say, “It is well, it is well with my soul.” Refrain (may be sung after final stanza only): It is well with my soul; it is well, it is well with my soul.
2 Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, let this blest assurance control: that Christ has regarded my helpless estate, and has shed his own blood for my soul. Refrain
3 My sin oh, the bliss of this glorious thought! my sin, not in part, but the whole, is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more; praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! Refrain
4 O Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, the clouds be rolled back as a scroll; the trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend; even so, it is well with my soul. Refrain
RECESSIONAL
Your love was like a beacon, guiding me through life. Now that you’re gone, I feel lost without your light. In the garden of my heart, you are the most beautiful flower. Your memory will bloom forever. Though you are gone, your love remains a light that guides me through my darkest days. Your voice, your touch, your love—these are the treasures I hold dear, even though you are no longer here. You were the melody in my life’s song, and now, I sing your praises in your memory. Your love was like a river, flowing endlessly in my heart. Though you are gone, your love remains. In the tapestry of my life, you are the most vibrant thread. Your memory weaves through every moment. Your love was the wind beneath my wings, and now, I soar with your memory in my heart. In the book of my life, you are the most cherished chapter. Your story will live on in my heart. Your love was a lighthouse, guiding me through stormy seas. Now that you’re gone, your light still leads me.
Maedawn
(daughter)
They say there’s a reason, they say we cannot question God, they say time will heal; neither time or reason will change the way I feel. Loosing a mother is one of the deepest sorrows a heart can know, but your goodness, your caring, your wisdom, the fact that the word NO was never in your vocabulary when it came to me and more importantly your infectious laugh will live on like a legacy of love that will always be with me.
Everything I am, you helped me to be, so much of me is made from what I learned from you. Thank you for the sacrifices that you made not only for me but my siblings and your grandchildren, in particular; Don your oldest grandchild, everyone knew that you were a boy grandma.
Your absence will leave a void that cannot be and a pain that will never be stilled. I will miss you more than words can say, but knowing that a part of you was left with all of your children, especially Donna and Dorie, I’m always reminded of you through them, I’m grateful. Knowing that you’re watching from above and sending us all eternal love.
Rest in Peace my dear mother, till we meet again, in a place where there is no pain and sorrow. You will always be a part of me.
Your Daughter, Claudell
You are a beautiful flower plucked from the flower bed to be a sweet-smelling savour in the presence of your maker. But it is still hard to come to terms with the fact that we will never hear from you again. Sweet memories assail us anytime we recall the many words of advice you found pleasure in sharing with us and will forever be cherished. We found consolation in you whenever we got downhearted. Your compassionate smile lifted our hearts anytime you were near us.
It’s gone now! Never to comes back.
The twinkle and glow in your eyes always sent encouragement far and wide. It also signaled the mischievous side of you! Your sharp wit and tongue to match, kept us on our toes and always striving for the best which was your benchmark for all of us. We knew that you loved and cared for us and looked forward to your calls to check up on and reprimand us for not calling you more regularly. You were a role model, and now we can proudly say that you left footprints in the sands of time.
Aunt Mrytle, you always worked hard, and I believe it is the reason why you were able to raise our cousins as a sin gle mother. Your motherly love extended to all around you and we felt its great impact, all for our betterment!
Fare thee well auntie Myrtle. You fought a good fight and won the race. You left a legacy that will be read through the generations, current and to come. You left a mark in our hearts, that nothing will ever erase.
We love you but Jesus loves you best. Sleep on Aunt Myrtle you are more than deserving of this eternal rest.
Hilda’s Clan – Johnniemae, Jenniffer, Brian and Joeanna
Myrtle I Murphy In the strength of your hearts, stands a woman tall, Courageous, and determination, Your voice echoes, breaking barriers, breaking walls. Your unyielding spirit, shine bright, Guiding others with love, through darkness and light. Mothers, daughters, sisters, friends, your wisdom and kindness never end. Empowered and fierce, you pave the way, for a world where all women have a say. On this day, we honor and celebrate your life. The women who inspire, who motivate all to be better and do better. May your beauty and grace forever shine, In a world where equality is divine. Dt Myrtle I Murphy this tribute is to a woman of all seasons who has navigated through life’s season with Grace, strength, tenacity, and love. Dt Murphy acknowledges Her unwavering spirit and the impact she made on all who encountered her. Her resilience and kindness were inspiration. My heart is full of the expression of gratitude, Love and, admiration for the impact and difference you made in all our life. Sleep on my dear sister take your well-deserved rest we love but Jesus loves you the best good buy good buy.
RIP Zelly….
My Grammy the one who was always there for me. I can’t really say how much I am hurting or how I miss you but you are in a better place now, take your rest Grammy.
From the day I was born you looked after me as your child and no matter what, I never left your side. In your last years you changed my name to Cecil, I could only laugh,but still I answered. Sometimes I would correct you, but you would just laugh. After my son came along, it was not about me anymore. It was always “where the boy” he was in charge now.
My heart is heavy, and I can no longer call out “Grammy” As you have taken your final rest, I am truly lost without you.
Love you Grammy, take your rest for Jesus loves you best.
Love Don, your first grandson
We had a wonderful grandmother, One who never really grew old; Her smile was made of sunshine, And her heart was solid gold; Her eyes were as bright as shining stars, And in her cheeks fair roses you see. We had a wonderful grandmother, And that’s the way it will always be. But take heed, because She’s still keeping an eye on all of us,
So let’s make sure
God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be so He put his arms around you and whispered,
“Come to Me”
With tearful eyes we watched you and saw you pass away and although we love you dearly we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
Love, Danielle (granddaughter)
There are no words that can truly capture the depth of love and admi ration we have for you, Grammy. You were more than just our grand mother—you were a guiding light, a source of strength, and a keeper of memories.
You lived a life full of grace and compassion. As we reflect on the stories you told, the way your laughter filled the room, and how your presence was a comfort like no other, it brings joy to us. You taught us the importance of family, patience, and always having a positive outlook, even in the face of challenges.
Though you may no longer be physically here, your spirit remains in our heart. You have left behind a legacy of love, kindness, and joy that will contin ue to live on in all of us, your grand and great grandchildren. Thank you for everything you gave to this world and to our family.
Rest in peace, Grammy You will always be missed, but never forgotten. From: Guyar, Valentino, Jahro, Omega, Tingar, Meshack, Shakanta
It is with great pleasure to say something on behalf of our Dear sister Myrtle Murphy.
Though our acquaintance was brief it was a great experience. Sister Murphy was a pleasant and happy person to be around and easy to speak with.
My first visit will always be remembered. When telling her who I was and that I was apart of New Destiny Baptist family. Her face lit up like a Christmas tree She was so happy to hear from her church home she loved her God, her Pastor and her church family. Sister Murphy welcomed prayer and singing. She will be sadly missed. love you mom Murphy. continue to rest in peace and rise in glory thank you family for the opportunity God bless you all.
Elder Carol Gilbert
Writing this tribute to you is one of the hardest things that I ever had to do, but I thank God for you, your life and for the time that He allowed you to be with me. We were inseparable, we went to stalwart council meetings, we prayed together, and we shared together. We thoroughly enjoyed each other’s company, and I thank God for His blessings on our lives and the many trials and tribulations he brought us through. What amazed me most was the standard that you set for yourself, your children, your family, friends, coworkers and your community, but most of all your party, The PLP and the people you encountered. You were a ruby amongst diamonds that was very precious and rare. You lived out the beatitudes and fruits of the Spirit. Even though my heart is broken that you are no longer here with me. I know that God will give me the strength to live out your legacy.
You have fought a good fight and now that you are absent from the body, I know you are sleeping with the Lord.
Until we meet again
Your cousin and friend Rev. Dr. Patricia Coakley-Deveaux
Your tenderness and loving nature will forever be etched in my heart. With a love that transcends time, you were always my guiding light and source of inspiration. I often find myself vividly recalling our younger days together, when you taught us the importance of acknowledging God—upon waking, before every meal, and before going to bed. Your guidance was always intentional, and you played a pivotal role in shaping us into independent individuals. I remember how you would remind us that “the sun should not meet us in bed”—a lesson that still lives on in all of your children today.
Despite your own struggles, you made sure we never lacked for anything. You were truly a gift from God, teaching me lessons in life that I will carry forever. Though God has you in His keeping now, you will always remain in my heart. The memories we created together will never fade. When heaven called you, a piece of me went with you. In every lifetime, I would choose you to be my mother again.
Mom, you were a blessing that no one could ever replace. I am the strong woman I am today because a strong woman raised me. My only comfort now is knowing that you are free from pain. I thank God for the 90 beautiful years we shared. I love you, Mom. Rest in peace, until we meet again.
With all my love, Your Daughter, Doralea
Fashionista extraordinaire, always ready for any occasion. Your petite body structure was well maintained by your dietary choices and rigid exercise regime. You exuded professionalism in your work ethics and deportment; the etiquette books seemed to have been coined by you and yet, you found time to be loving, compassionate, present and supportive for every occasion and event. I admired you all my life and still do so today. I know I would not be able to hug you, get on your last nerve or try to figure out what is the best gift to give to someone so deserving and who seem to have everything already. Thank you for accepting me for whom I am and being an advocate for my growth and development in your quiet, but powerful way. A great deal of whom I am today is because of your influence. Already a great aunt, you never allowed me to forget that you had another vital role as my godmother. Thus, I was doubly blessed by your life and now your legacy. I miss you so much already and know that we will meet up together some day. Thank you for everything and then some! You will always be remembered and held dear in my heart.
With love, Your JOJO!
To the lady who is so worthy of praise, the one who made our summers exciting, to the one who saved me from plenty “cut hip”. Words can’t describe what you were to us. You have set a foundation so strong in Christ in us. Making sure that church was an integral role in our lives and for that we are forever grateful. Thank you for your love and devotion to us all even though we all knew who the favorite was. Oh to hear you fuss with us or say something smart one more time, but in my rose garden of memories I see you standing there. An angel in disguise who taught us how to care. We long to hear your voice for real not in our dreams. We are missing you so much these days, how empty our world seems. People say time heals all wounds that someday the pain will subside, but grammy we can tell you we think they must have lied. The emptiness we are feeling now is strong and we are weak, these days go by without you so dreary and so bleak. In our rose garden of memories we know you’ll always be, for though you’re gone from this mortal world in our hearts you’ll always be.
Love you always Brooke and Brayden
Your love for your grandchildren was never in question. From day one, you embraced me with an abundance of love. And for that, I thank you. You were fierce and handled me with tough love, always keeping me in line and standing your ground, knowing full well that I was a force to be reckoned with. When I was younger, I resented it. But today, I walk with confidence, carrying your wise words and old sayings deep in my heart.
You fought from the very beginning, never wavering until the end. You taught us all what it means to be strong, to endure, to fall down, dust off and rise again. You taught us how to cry, how to feel our emotions so very deeply, yet still navigate this world with strength. You showed us what it means to be fierce women, never ever taking “no” for an answer. Most importantly, you taught us how to continuously beat the odds. The odds set against us from mankind.
On the morning of Tuesday, March 4, 2025, I prayed and cried. I asked God, if He couldn’t heal you here on Earth, to bring you home into His loving arms. He heard my prayer, and my tears fell at His feet. He answered me, loud and clear. On March 8, 2025, you gained your wings. Fly high. Soar far beyond this world. Press forward into the skies and never look back. But if you do, know that I will be smiling through my tears—tears of sorrow that you are no longer with us, yet also tears of joy knowing you are free from pain and resting in the loving care of the Savior. I am in forever debt to you for loving me the way you did Grammy.
Bask in God’s Kingdom. Dance with the angels. Reunite with those who went before you, and let your loud, joyous laughter echo throughout Heaven. You deserve it, Grammy, and I am so happy for you. May the Father in Heaven greet you with the words, “Well done, my faithful servant,” accompanied by a kiss and a hug. Wear your white robe with pride. You earned it, and you deserve it. Heaven couldn’t wait for you, but I can. And when I see you again, I will run beneath your wings like a little child, expecting nothing but love, hugs and seeing your rosy cheeks light up from my kisses. Rest in peace, my love. Until we meet again.
Love, your granddaughter, Reagan Drew Taylor
We, the family extend our sincere thanks and appreciation to the many friends and family for each and every act of kindness shown to us during this most difficult time. Your prayers, visits, calls, messages and well wishes will always be remembered. We Sincerely Thank Everyone of You
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Ronald Taylor
Clifford Seymour
Tyrone Murphy
Fredrick Taylor
Rev. Alexander Thompson
Bradley Braynen
Don Stuart
Jawara Murphy
Odeano Cox
Timothy Pennerman
Albreon Pennerman
Brayden Evans
Michael Wring
Darren Seymour
Demarzian Stuart
Jaiden Hamilton
Christof Mackey
Meshack Murphy
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