Mr. Anthony Glenmore Atkinson
(June 6, 1966 - February 2, 2024)
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Funeral Location: Leevy's Funeral Home Chapel, 1831 Taylor Street, Columbia, South Carolina
Funeral Date & Time: Saturday, February 17, 2024 / 1:00 P.M.
Interment Location: Green Haven Memorial Gardens, 10020 Two Notch Road, Elgin, South Carolina
I pay tribute to my cousin/brother Gary. For his homegoing service, I wore blue representing his favorite color. I wore kente to honor his planned visit to Ghana this year and I wore gold because he always said no matter what situation he was in, he was born to be king.
My story is not like those of my other family members as I did not grow up with him in Jamaica. I spent most of my time with Gary when I moved to Columbia, South Carolina from Irvington, New Jersey. I want to share a story of him that is of the utmost significance in my life. It was 2001 during a trip to a church conference in South Carolina that Gary and his wife Lynette hosted me and my best friend at their home here in the south. He took us around to show us various neighborhoods and I fell in love with the state and wanted to move. Going back to NJ on the bus, I received confirmation. I heard a voice say to me, “You are leaving your home.” Full of excitement, I went home and told my husband that I would love for our family to move to South Carolina.
After being blessed with a good job in the state, it was time to find a home here as we didn’t want to impose on anyone. Again, I came to visit Gary and his family for the purpose of finding permanent housing. Cousin Gary drove to quite a few places that were far more beautiful than where I lived in NJ but every time I expressed satisfaction with a place, he would tell me he wanted to check out something better. I want you somewhere good and safe is what he said. He told me that he wanted the best area and the best school district for us. He also wanted me to live near my job so my commute wouldn’t be an issue. I then heard him start talking out loudly to himself. He said, “The spirit says turn left, the spirit says turn right, the spirit says turn left, the spirit says turns right, the spirit turns left.” He then turned into a quiet area and he parked in front of a house with a For Rent Sign on it. The house had a verandah….a must for me and I was sold!
We were able to receive a tour of the house. It was big beautiful and had all that I desired. That same day, I paid my security and was able to head back up north that night with my mission accomplished. After a few years, we ended up buying the home and have lived there for over 22 years now with no regrets. True to his desire for me, I work 5 minutes from home. Gary could have taken me to any area of this state and I would not have known whether the area was good or bad, but he truly wanted the best for me. And that’s the type of person he was. He wanted the very best for others. As we would say in Jamaica, he wasn’t bad-minded and he helped many people.
We had our hiccups like any other family but Gary and I overcame them and lived amicably, being there for each other. I can recall receiving a call on October 28th, 2023 from my best friend Sonnette who lives in NY. She said, “Claudia, mi fraid fi ask yu this….I know you just got back from back-to-back trips to Ghana and Jamaica but prophet a talk nonsense. He said he doesn’t feel too good and is thinking about buying canned soup. You know Jamaicans don’t eat no canned soup. Girl, please go make your healing soup for prophet.” I replied, “Oh God, I am so very tired but I have to make this soup for cousin prophet.” So I left work, went to Kroger and got every nourishing ingredient that I could find because Prophet ate well and always told us that he had to “build up his constitution” (his body). That night I got the soup to him in a big pot and he said, “Thank you missionary” as he used to sometimes call me. That was not the only time. Prophet was not in need of anything, but I would bring him his coconut water and other treats he loved while he was going through his illness. I share this to show that as we say in Jamaica, “We lived good with each other.”
Cousin Gary desired genuine unity of family. In recent years, he told me and others that God put me in SC to be of help to him. He was right. I was helpful to him to the end. Gary and I spoke often…almost daily. I spent quite a few lunch hours eating with him on his deck as he was retired and wanted me to come over to chat. We took local trips and shared many reflections of life and his philosophy. He was always positive.
On January 30th, 2024 I got a text from Gary telling me he had a rough night and asking me to come see him. The message bore a sense of urgency and I obeyed. I left work immediately and went to where he was. He was happy to see me and I was glad to be of comfort to him. I was blessed to be with his beautiful children…his legacy…his army….as he called them….surrounding him, singing songs of Zion to him during his final days on earth. It is an experience I will forever treasure. Even during his final moments, Cousin Gary looked at me and in typical Gary fashion asked, “What is the fuss about? I am good. I am good. I am fine. I am fine.” Positive to the end, never feared death, a true fighter, a champion, a King. Rest well my cousin/brother Gary.
RIP my friend. Bobo everytime. We love thee well but Jesus love thee best
My Sincerest Condolences to your family on your passing.
It was a pleasure getting to know you, although we never met in person, this past year will be remembered in my heart. I will miss the wonderful telephone and video conversations that we shared.
My heart aches learning that I will no longer receive your beautiful spiritual messages.
I know these past couple months became difficult to talk, but just seeing your face made my day. You always smiled no matter what.
Take your Rest. Thank you for being my friend.
My profound condolences to Minister Atkinson’s family. The memory of your dad’s attendance at the Holy Temple Church will be remembered.
His enthusiasm and joyfulness were something to be admired and desired. He was so eloquent in expressing his opinions. His absence will be felt, but we know that to be absent from the body is to be with the Lord, and we will see each other again.
My sincere condolences to the grandmother, children and your grandson. You were my neighbor since the end of 2005, always with a smile on your face. You will be missed. Rest in Peace.
My sincere condolences to your mother and children.
It is hard to believe that you are no longer with us physically. I know that you are with your wife and son watching over your mother, children and your beloved grandson.
We never question God when he calls a warrior home. Your spirit will live in all the lifes that you have touched.
I miss your morning scriptures, text, calls and the videos that you shared. But mostly I miss our conversations. Your friendship and herbs helped me through the hardest time in my life. I will forever be grateful to having you as a friend.
As you always said “much love” my friend. Rest in Peace!
My deepest condolences to Mr Anthony Atkinson children & family.
I did not know Mr Anthony Atkinson but I know his mother my dear friend Mrs Gloria Muir. How she spoke of her son Anthony made me cry. I love her and I know I would have loved Anthony. I know he is with JESUS Christ our Lord & Savior and May you Rest In Peace.
My Sincere condolences to the family of Anthony Atkinson. I pray strength and comforting peace be your portion.
I will certainly miss the morning scriptures and prayer, your laughter and just our good talks.
Will miss you. Love you but God loves you best!
My condolences to the Atkinson family during this time
My dear very close friend Anthony, I struggled to write this, I felt like if I wrote it, then your transition then becomes a reality. How do you say goodbye to someone to whom you never thought you would have to? It is quite a daunting task!
I have enjoyed reading the wonderful and profound tributes from your family, friends, clients, colleagues and loved ones. I feel very honored and blessed to have met you and spent countless memorable times. I will never forget all the remarkable stories of your Monroe days and growing up in what you described as the most beautiful, richest, greatest place in the world, Jamaica! I admired you as a Loving Son, a Loving and devoted Father, an astute Businessman, an accomplished professional, an educated conversationalist, a radical activist (as you described it), a Biblical scholar, a Man of Great Faith, a loyal friend, and a loving widower…The list goes on! As many have shared, once you entered someone’s life, you made an impact indeed! You always said “I am for the people” which just showed your spirit of outreach and ministry of helps! I always said, I never met anyone quite like you! Your tree had fruit and it is fruit that will remain. I want you to know that I will be here for your mother, your children, and your family as they attempt to find peace and some sense of normalcy continuing this journey without your earthly presence. My prayers, love and thoughts are with the Atkinson children. I am here for you; I am just a phone call away! Everything your father did, he did with you in mind! He was hands down one of the best Fathers ever created! Mrs. G, I love you and I am here for you in any way you need me to be! May the God of comfort continue to bless and keep you all.
Anthony, until we meet again, I will say see you later, “Brother Love” and I will always love you! In your words I will say, “later,” “Much Love” and “Timing is Everything.”
Gary, I met you over 50 years ago in basic school. You were full of energy and vitality. Your warm magnetic personality pulled others into your orbit. You told lots of jokes, however gaining a solid education was very important to you.
Your grandmother instilled within you love for all people and love for Christ the Redeemer. Those are values that you carried through life. They helped you to perform well in high school and also at the University of the West Indies. You had important jobs in Jamaica and the USA. Through all the success you remained a humble man.
You always gushed with excitement whenever you talk to me about your wife and children. They were the joy of your life. Your great love for Jesus and for learning was passed on to them.
You lost your wife Lynette and you son Mark. The unchanging arms of God were there for you to lean on.
Once I found out about your sickness, I called you to cheer you up, but you ended up filling me with cheer. You assured me that you had your passport ready for the New Jerusalem.
As I write this my friend, I know you are in a happy place, and you can join St Paul the Apostle asking, “o death where is thy sting..”
Many of us are very sad at your passing my friend but I know you would not want anyone to be sad or mourning. Instead, you would just want everyone to prepare to cross that finish line as victors receiving a crown of life. The song, prepare to meet me there is going off in my head.
We will gather soon Gary.
It is with a deep sadness that I pay tribute to my friend, ‘ Brotherman”
You were a man of deep faith, indomitable spirit, and a family man par excellence.
Egghead you were a
man of sincere faith. To the very end you held onto your love for the Lord Jesus Christ, and you were unwavering in your commitment to God. Your love for the Word was unquestioned, and for many years so many of us looked forward to receiving our daily scripture verses with your commentary and exhortation attached. A void now exists in so many of or WhatsApp message!
You were a living legacy and you have left a rich legacy in your children and grandchild, whom you nurtured in the fear and admonition of the Lord. Truly your children can call you blessed!
Your love for your country and your alma mater were infectious. But this love paled in comparison to the love you had for your Munro Brothers from the class of ’83. You made it a priority to care for the welfare of us all. Even as we planned our recent 40th reunion you were so stringent in wanting to see us all gathered that you were willing to use funds designated for your own family vacation to offset the cost of those unable to attend. Such was the magnanimity of your spirit and the value that you placed on our brotherhood. Truly you were a “Brotherman”
And so, even as we mourn your loss, we do not grieve as those who have no hope, because we believe that you are only asleep temporary and will arise in that great getup morning. So, sleep on brother and take your rest in the Lord!
To the family of Anthony Atkinson!
Anthony was a great person, who loved his children very deeply! He especially loved the grand baby!
Family I pray that the God above will strengthen you all! Family even though he is gone physically his memories will live in your hearts forever! Stay strong!
My condolences to the Atkinson
family. Praying for comfort and strength during this time.
Anthony and I were cohorts at UWI. He was friendly and studious. I remember his warm smile and sense of humor. He was a man with strong convictions who spoke and lived his beliefs.
May he Rest in Eternal Peace.
Always had a positive Ora , if you have even had shake this man’s had or have him place is hand on your shoulders with a greet of smile and good conversations ,Gary was a man he help a lot wether it was through words of wisdom or physically he had successfully maintain his purpose and his family it’s a sad moment for us all cause we didn’t even get to say our goodbyes or get to say something but he will be miss and the memories are still going to be living within who are still alive and for his kids the bloodline continues ….may the creator guide his soul to a place of happiness and peace just he love and lived his life .
Condolences to the Family of Anthony Glenmore Atkinson Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. Anthony o/c Gary lived a life pleasing to the Lord and he commanded his household to live according to the principles of the Bible. I pray you’ll find strength knowing that the Lord is with you and he will not give you more than you can endure. May his soul rest in peace until that resurrection morning when he will be awaken by the sound of the trumpet, and Jesus will call him home. Pray that we all will meet around God’s Throne.
It is with deep sympathy to hear of my friend;Anthony passing. He was a man that believed in success regardless of the weather or any other obstacle. He said if you can’t go see your insurance prospects, we can sell over the phone or video. He was a man without an excuse when it came to meeting his goal. That is what he passed on to me even when I wanted a pity party conversation. He had a solution for winning and a compassion for his fellow comrades, He was loved and admired by anyone who knew him. Rest in peace my dear brother.
For 5 years you consistently told me that every night you go to sleep, you are rehearsing for the final sleep. So last week at precisely this time when I received the call that you had taken your final sleep, I knew you were ready, even though I was not. You were surrounded by your most precious gifts: Antoinette, Romae, Jude, Joe, Leah, Erika and Gloria, your awesome legacy. As they sang you across to the other shore I imagine your beloved heartstring, your Grandmother Ms Meggy, your esteemed Father Maas Cecil, your devoted wife Lynette, your precious son Mark, and your spiritual father Bishop Goodwin standing on the celestial shores with arms open wide to welcome you home!
And I know it was difficult for you to leave your inner circle – your treasured children and the new light of your life, your grandson Amir, your darling mother Dr Muir (Miss G), your dear Auntie Yvonne, Your much loved Uncle Vin and your cousin Don, your self appointed guardian angel Sam, your trio of sister cousins Claudia, Angie, Debbie and your trio of brothers at heart- Victor (and his wife Cherryl), Cleon and Patrick and the MC class of 83. Your history must record that you were by character a mountain man, imposing, rugged, strong, forged in the hills of New Market, honed at the apex of the Santa Cruz Mountains, where you were taught that a city set upon a hill cannot be hid. To your death you believed Jamaica’s fortunes rise or fall with the fortunes of Munro College. No one who knew you could be unaware of your love for your alma mater and your country, you were constantly thinking about them and ways to make them better.
Yet with all the love you so lavishly shared out to others and causes, the was that central place in your heart where an altar stood undefiled, and you poured out your all to the one true and living God, your all in all. Like the apostles, your life is not so much about how you died but how you lived and you lived unselfishly, a life of service to others in your profession as a financial advisor and in your calling as a Minister of the Gospel. Although our hearts ache that you were taken so soon, may your loved ones be always comforted by the certain belief that your ears will hear the words: “Well done thou good and faithful servant, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you since the foundation of the world.” Till we meet Anthony…
My sincere condolences to the bereaved family and especially to all of Anthony’s children.
Anthony, my business mentor, my burden bearer, my CEO. My heart is filled with pain. I left the UK and entered a country I knew nothing about, Ghana, to do business and like a trooper, you supported me across the miles. Thank you sir. Within 24 hours of your passing, you rebuked me about a post I put on my fb account. Your words were “I advised that you remove that post immediately”. I did not question that stern command but say, thank you. In reply, you said “not everything you eat good fi talk”. I will use your last words to me to guide my life. Oh how I missed my business mentor and friend. I prepared your room here in Ghana for a holiday of your dream but it wasn’t to be. RIP Big Boy as I often called you due to your statue. If intellect could be passed down, I would beg for a little of yours. You served your purpose here on earth. Sleep sweet my friend, Anthony.
My condolences to the children mother and other family members and friends of Anthony Gary Atkinson. It is with a heavy heart and sadness that I write this about my childhood friend Gary as I learned of his passing. Gary and I were classmates at Beersheba Primary School were we shared such fond memories as he was a standout student in class and playful outside. He was a defender of us younger ones in as he was bigger and mature beyond his years. We loss contact for a while , but about 12 years ago he contacted me on one of his month long birthday celebration and we met in Orlando Florida when I had the privilege of meeting his wife and kids. Gary I’m going to miss your 6am morning devotional. We love you dearly but Jesus loves you best, so sleep on my brother and take your rest until we meet again.
As we celebrate the life of our friends Anthony aka Gary, let us remember the joy he brought to our lives. Anthony stayed in touch with his roots, always reaching out to his childhood friends. I am such a one. Every morning I expect a psalm to encourage and strengthen me to start my day. May his memory continue to inspire and uplift us as navigate this world without him. Sincerest condolences to Gloria,Ken and his children. Praying for peace, comfort and courage.
Mrs Muir,
In times of loss, words often seem inadequate. May God rest your son Gary’s soul in peace, and may angels always be there to comfort you.
A beautiful soul, full of love and faith, has ascended to heaven, leaving behind loneliness and sadness.
Words cannot express the depth of my emotions. Please accept my condolences to the entire family. May God rest his soul in peace.
Mr Muir,
In times of loss, words often seem inadequate. May God rest your son Gary’s soul in peace, and may angels always be there to comfort you.
A beautiful soul, full of love and faith, has ascended to heaven, leaving behind loneliness and sadness.
Words cannot express the depth of my emotions. Please accept my condolences to the entire family. May God rest his soul in peace.
My heart aches at the sad news of the passing of Gary and I am still stunned. I am comforted by the fact that Gary grew up and accomplished a great deal. I remember him as a young teenager living at Wiltshire and attending Munro College. During the holidays, Gary was always willing to run errands for me and brought me all the goodies that his mom sent me. Even at that age, he was so kind and considerate. In the evenings he would take my 4-year-old son for a walk, just to give me a break.
I was always happy to be kept abreast of his many accomplishments. Every time Gary visited Florida, he would call to check up on me and to tell me about the various achievements of his children.
There are many precious memories that will linger in our hearts.
To his family, please remember that “The Lord is close to the broken-hearted and saves those who are crushed in Spirit.” Psalms 34:18
Gloria and Ken, be comforted by the fact that you raised an amazing son who grew up to be a phenomenal father and an inspiration to many.
May his soul rest in peace.
Based on our many conversations of his childhood and our personal interactions in adulthood, I can clearly say Gary ,
was a boy with :
-An inquisitive mind, yearning for knowledge about everything around him.
-Dreams and ambitions
-A good sense of humor.
He was a man who :
-Had visions and a go getter
-Loved his extended family, loved people and loved God.
-Cherished and adored his children while instilling discipline and the fear of God in them.
-Believed education is the key to success.
I will hold dearly to my heart our last conversation by text which lasted for a whole day (by intervals ) during which he had me cracking up with laughter about his childhood experiences with all our grand parents and grand aunts and uncles, Gary had the treasure which is our family history. I told him I was looking forward to more soon, now I realize destiny said no.
I take comfort and joy that I was privileged to that final very brief conversation with Gary on Jan 31 while he was at the hospital during I was able to tell him one more time how much I love him and how I will continue to pray for all mankind as he asked me to earlier that morning.
To his children / my cousins, I say , don’t cry because Gary sleepeth but rejoice because did LIVE. He showed you and I how to be positive even in the darkest moments. His legacy lives on.
Sleep for a while my dear cousin because in a little while you shall RISE to meet your Christ. I know your living will not be in vain
Lord there are so many questions without immediate answers but all is well that’s done by you. (I am Gary’s god mother and aunt-in-law.) My memories of Gary are precious; he was humorous, vibrant, kind, an encourager, loved the Lord and he impacted so many, many lives. His personality was strong and his smile contagious and whatever he believes were resolute.
He was keen on maintaining family ties and would constantly communicate with his family members wherever they were.
I still have a hard time grappling the thoughts that he is gone and the family will miss you Gary. Your “fly away” seems so untimely but our trust remain in the Lord for solace and that’s our consolation. Please say hi to Mama and Daddy for us.
To the children – my prayers are with you and the family is here for you, cherish the good memories of his life spent with you. We will see Gary again on that Great Resurrection Morning. RIP Gary, we love you dearly and will always remember you.
Gary, you are gone too soon! In April 2023, you came to Georgia to join us in celebrating the Life of my Daughter, Novelette, and it’s hard to believe that less than a year later, we are celebrating your life.
I know Gary from he and his Cousin Don, were two very active little boys, living with my friend, their Grandmother, Miss Meggy in New Market, St. Elizabeth.
Even as a young youth, Gary stood out as he was the only one who passed Common Entrance from the community that year.
After migrating to the USA and coming back home to visit, Gary never forgot his roots and spent time to visit and talk to everyone, young and old, giving the elderly money and buying drinks for the young.
Gary, you and your daily 6:00 AM morning Devotion will be missed. You are gone to a better place with your Lord and Savior but, your memories will forever hold a special place in our hearts.
Gary my Brother, you have walked good, you have fought a good fight, you have kept the faith and you have finished the race.
Walk good My Brother, walk good. Forever Loved, Forever Missed, Forever in our Hearts!
In the tapestry of life there are threads that shine brighter than the rest weaving stones of inspirations and leaving an incredible mark on our hearts.
Min. Atkinson was a reliable man he never minces words to please anyone. He was true to himself and his god.
Gary spent a great deal of his life on earth impacting and investing in the lives of other people. He knew he had a gift and he sowed it in the lives of others.
We are all witnesses of just how much fruit his noble investment has yielded.
I have known min Atkinson for over 30 years he was like a brother to me we had a great bond. We had great time in the ministry. He loved his family and worked hard to make then comfortable. He was a great son, husband, father nephew cousin and friend.
It hurts so much you’re gone but I am grateful for the time we shared together. I will always remember that special smile, caring heart and warm embrace you have always had through the good times and bad non matter what.
I will always remember you Gary because there will never be another one to replace you in my heart.
My heartfelt sympathies go to the children he adored, his mother he loved so deeply, his circle of friends and loved ones. Anthony’s soul loved the Lord. He shared so many hopes and aspirations, but most of all he shared his trust and faith in God. Please, if I can offer assistance to his family, reach out. Rest his beautiful soul rest in Peace. I will miss his presence and kindness, his voice and advice.
IT’s with great sadness that I am writing what I want to say about my brother and cousin. We were grown and brought up in humble backgrounds by our dear Grandmother Margaret Samuels Ms Meggy or Mama as we both called her reason why she was called Mama by us was that is the mother and father who grew us up. Anthony Atkinson or Gary as I called him was the only brother I knew growing up. We would wear each other’s clothing etc. we use to do almost everything together he was the bravest of the two of us, meaning he would go first so he earned the name hard boy. He went to Beersheba All Age School in New Market St Elizabeth where he further went to Munro College. I can recall when my Grandmother took ill and went to the hospital in Kingston we stayed at home by ourselves at our choice for at least a month and he was still able to pass his common entrance examination. He was a jovial person kind at heart. After Munro College he further went on to the University of the West Indies. He worked for a while at the Ministry of housing before Migrating to the USA. Even though I am older than him he always carry a soft caring heart for me no matter the situation maybe. I love you brother but God loves you best. There are so much I could say but I won’t. You are gone but never will be forgotten. Sleep on my cousin my brother until we meet again on the other side
Our journey began in 1978 at Munro and what a journey it was. Anthony aka Egghead was a vibrant, spirited and exemplary colleague.
I fondly remember our times in the cadet core being involved in the Duke of Edinburgh award scheme.
Anthony, Orlando (Lanny) Hewitt and myself were a team in completing the activities of the award scheme. One of the required activity was for us to hike from Munro to Treasury beach one week end and hike back up hill to Munro at the end. We had to live on the beach and off the land in makeshift tents for the entire weekend. The hike turned out to be quite a drama as several times during the hike Anthony developed pull muscle in his legs and Lanny and myself had to doctor him back to help and at time carrying/ support him along the way. This weekend hike turned out to a very humourous and enjoyable one and created quite a bond between the three of us and we did receive high marks for the award scheme.
Anthony is sadly missed but i take hope in the fact that he had a relationship with Jesus while he was alive and is now resting awaiting the call of the Master on that great resurrection day.
My deepest condolences to his Children, Mother and extended family. May his soul rest in peace and light perpetual shine on him.
Sincere condolences and my heartfelt sympathy for such an untimely loss. Only God knows why such a kind and loving soul has left us. To Mrs Muir and the immediate and extended family, I pray for comfort and unyielding understanding during this season. RIP Gary.
Allen Simpson. February 6 ,2024 5:45 pm
No one can ever prepare us for the loss of a loved one .
Sending my most heartfelt sympathy to you and your family, miss you Garr.
We cannot Lord tgy purpose see but all is well that’s done by thee. Tribute for Mr. ANTHONY GLENMORE ATKINSON. Anthony was a friend of mine for many years . He had a pleasant personality which he displayed throughout his life. He lived an exemplary life for the Lord. Although he’s no longer here with us we can grieve for his passing but not as those who have no hope because he’s resting awaiting the sound of the trumpet, and if we live for the Lord as Anthony lived we will meet on that great getting up morning when Jesus will call his saints from the grave. Anthony loved his mother dearly. He loved his wife who predeceased him. He loved his children who were tge pride and joy of his life and he grew them up in the fear of the Lord. The Psalmist David said “The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want ” ,but I say to his mother and children take Jesus as your shepherd and you will never be in want of anything. Life has its ups and downs but when you’re grounded in Christ you can face any storm knowing that the peace speaker will see you through. I encourage his family and friends to always remember Anthony in a positive way and think of the legacy he has left behind with his footprint in the hands of time. Let us all live for Jesus so that on that resurrection morning when Jesus will call his saints to come forth from the grave may we all hear tge words welcome home my children. SLEEP ON ANTHONY UNTIL THEN.
I vividly remember when my son Anthony (Gary) came into this world on Monday June 6, 1966 1:30 AM.
Other babies were born with their head protruding first , however, it was not so with my precious little bundle of joy because his feet came first , to me this signified that that he was born to be a conqueror.
His love and care for me was part excellent, I wish I could see him one more time in this life , but I know it is impossible. I will hear his voice no more or look forward to his 3 calls per day asking ‘Daughter you alright’
All I can do is cry in my pillows at nights . I know he does not want me to cry , but my heart is broken because I cannot understand why my precious son had to slip away from me so suddenly ; but thank God that before he took his last breath I was able to tell him that my love for him will never die and that we will meet in the earth made new .
He has left me with a legacy of of 7 precious grandchildren and 1 great grandson whom I will always love and cherish as long as I live .
I pray that God will give me the strength to endure as I struggle with this heartache that came the afternoon of February 2, 2024 at about 2:29 PM when he took your last breath .
He is gone from this life , but his memories will forever live on .
I’m just giving thanks for the many lives that he has impacted.
May his soul rest in Peace until that great getting up morning
My dear beloved brother Glen. I missed you so much. I will missed the conversation we used to have on a weekly basis. I will missed your laughter, your kind words, the opportunity of us going to ACC, Ghana. Your daily Bible messages I received daily. I’m so broken without you. I was not expecting you to leave us so soon, but God knows what’s best. Love you brother, see you in the next life. RIP Angie.
My dearest and biggest brother, you lived you laboured and you loved. I am so lost for words. But Those we love 💕 we can never forget, but in my heart your memories live on. We miss you so much but you would not want us to worry or cry. I can still hear your voice when I call you. ( Hey sis and so on ) Rest in eternal peace, and may light perpetual shine upon your face.
Always in our hearts , Erica Garey and baby bro Ewort West green familys and friends.
Though miles separated us, Anthony (or as we call him Glenmore), my beloved brother, was always close in heart. His migration never dimmed the love we shared; it only made our rare moments together more precious. Glen’s absence leaves a void no distance can measure, a silence no words can fill. And the fact that I will never see him again makes it even more difficult to fathom. But big bro you are in my heart, your kids, my nephews and nieces are in my prayers and you for certain will not be forgotten…
Gone too soon, my brother. Will miss your positive, full of life attitude. Treasured memories you left behind will help to fill the void in your loved ones.
RIP, Gary
It seems like just the other day we last seen each other I have to think deeply after looking back at our last picture taken in July. It’s hard to imagine having not seeing you again but it brings a smile when we think about you being in a better place. Gary you are an icon, you were someone that was jovial, kind hearted, easy going, family oriented, and most of all someone that we all could look up to. I pray God strength on his children that they may be there for one another and to stick together as they go through their grief. I won’t question why because everything happens for a reason but I will say sleep in peace until we meet again.
Memories last till a lifetime thats words may not suffice to express the heartfelt sorrow that i feel, things may change I know your lost is so big its so hard and painful to accept we grow up together,we were taught to love,to share,to care and that’s what you did,you have left a void that no one can fill little did we know that when we saw each other in July it would be the last big hug and that huge laugh,you were one of a kind very hard to replace u will be sadly miss ,sleep on my beloved cousin hope to meet you on the other side.
Walk good Gary. You were a great dad and a wonderful cousin who always try to unite your family together. You search them out and made sure they felt included. Will miss you dearly. Thanks for your love and kindness
Denise Samuels
Gary my best cousin without an apology. Gary as i use to call him, I always look forward towards his visit. He was a man with open arms waiting to always give to anyone passes him by whenever he visits Jamaica an came by the country in St. Elizabeth, no matter who u’r are how u’r looking, that didn’t matter to him, his arms was there wide open to give u a big hug an a huge smile and most of all always putting something in the hands of family an whoever he meets an the road, how can i forgets taking family photos together when leaving, didn’t know that last year july was the last time we would share those special memories. I still can’t believe that ur passing is real, because I still wake in the mornings awaiting my daily bread scriptures from his number, that keeps me going throughout the day. Gary my big cous, good thing I always express my love for u, else I would be in even more pain knowing I didn’t share it with you an let u know, now u’r no more, but my mind is at peace with ur maker, so am happy u’r in great hands my cous, continue to rest until we meet again an that great day. Much love always.
🕊️On behalf of the Hampton School Girls in the class of 1983, I send condolences to the family of Anthony Atkinson, the Munro College fraternity, and all those whose lives that were illuminated if only in a fleeting moment by this amazing father, philanthropist, hero and friend. I pause to reflect the warm conversations, the need to give back, the heart filled with love for all those he encountered and a life dedicated to uplift and empower. May the ancestors mightily surround him with the sounds of music fit for a King. Rest in peace Sir Anthony Atkinson and take your rest knowing that it is well with your soul. 🕊️
To: Anthony’s loved ones, family and friends
We recently learned about the sudden passing of Anthony, and we cannot express enough how deeply sorry we are for your loss. Our heart goes out to his entire family during this incredibly difficult time.
It is truly devastating to lose someone so suddenly, especially someone as caring kind-hearted as Anthony.
We understand that this unimaginable loss has left a void that cannot be filled, and there are no words that can ease the pain his mother and children are feeling.
During this trying time, we hope you find comfort in the cherished memories you shared with Anthony and the love and support of those around you. Please remember that you are not alone in your grief, and we are here for you whenever you need us.
If there is anything at all that we can do to help, please do not hesitate to reach out. Whether it is a shoulder to lean on, an ear to listen, or practical assistance, please know that our support is always available.
Please accept our deepest condolences once again, and may Anthony’s memory forever be a source of solace, strength, and inspiration.
With heartfelt sympathy,
Doneth and Mykul Cartwright
My heartfelt condolences go out to the entire Atkinson family during this difficult time. May you find solace and strength in God, His promises, as well as the support of friends and family. Mr. Atkinson was undeniably a remarkable individual. My interactions with him while teaching Mark and Erica were always uplifting. Having a father who was actively involved and supportive in his children’s educational journey was truly a blessing in my classroom. I am confident that his legacy will continue to thrive within each of his children and in the lives of those he touched. Rest In Peace, my dear brother. May God warmly welcome you into His kingdom, and may He watch over your children here on Earth. Mark and your wife will be eagerly awaiting your arrival at the gate.
Rest in Peace Egghead. From our first meeting in 1978, You have always been head of the class.
Your strong personality and sincere love for your friends made you a favourite.
Saddened by your passing, But there is a higher calling for you..
May God’s perpetual light shine on you. God’s blessings upon your family.
My Brother, it’s hard to say goodbye. We had so much fun over the years and especially at our recent reunion, I still can’t believe it would be your last hurrah. But God knows Best! You were an example to all of us and more, firm in your convictions but never quick to judge, kind to a fault, a Dad to the kids and a Brother to us all.
Thanks “Brotherman” for all the great moments and Thanks for being a Friend!
Gary is gone and will never be forgotten. He loved his family. He nurtured his children. He may no longer be with his family. However, he will continue to watch. We are saddened by his passing; so young, then again the Good Lord of heaven knows best. Gary is now on his journey to meet his savior. To the family, remember that he may be gone and yet he is still watching.
May the God of heaven be with you.
Anthony has always been a very good friend. He was keen on maintaining connections not only to those friends but also to places like Jamaica and his Alma mater. He was strident, fervent and true. He lived his best life. May God’s perpetual light shine on him.
So sad but God knows best and we just have to accept his ways. Although we were not in te same year group at Munro we always had a good rapport from then, through UWI and then we connected again years later through Facebook. Always a conversations and passionate about his views. You will be missed. He Lord giveth and the Lord taketh blessed be the name of the Lord.
Rest in Peace my brother, Egghead. I am glad that in this beautiful journey called Life, I happened to be one of those individuals that came across your path – especially the path that took you to Munro in ’78. We all have formed a friendship and a bond that neither time or distance or death can erase. I will miss you my brother, but never forget you. God’s blessings upon you and your family.
Rest in Peace Egghead, our journey began in 1978 and just last year we shared some memorable moments together . On our many zoom calls you repeatedly stated “I wan to go see my brothers while they’re alive”. I’m happy that I didn’t miss the opportunity to see you while you were alive. May you rest in eternal peace and may the God Lord give strength and comfort to your family.
‘Egghead’ will be missed. Delighted to have had the chance to see him in FL last year at his year’s MCOB reunion. He encouraged me to take a trip across country on Amtrak, enjoy the scenery and the sleeping arrangements, and chill reading a book – life is too short. You damn right, my brother. Thanks man. I am seriously considering doing the Amtrak ride.
Rest in Peace, Egghead, it has been a pleasure and privilege to call you brother. Our time together at Munro was something special, and for me, you were a big part of that. This continued until just last year, when you were insistent on ensuring that the school righted the wrongs of our graduation. You will be greatly missed.
My brother, my friend our journey date back to 1978 as students at Munro. Our last interaction was at our 40th reunion, gonna miss your words of encouragement to our brotherhood. Sleep well IP, egg head, you will be missed.
Our journey begun in 1978, “A City Build On A Hill Cannot Be Hidden”. Your life’s journey eptomizes that and left us with a great legacy of brotherhood. It it was an honour to stand with you and to be called your brother.
BOBO
Rest well in the arms of our creator Egghead, your time on earth was well spent. God knows everything best, no more aches and pains. Hope your kids continue to endorse your teachings and upbringings.
May the Holy Spirit be of comfort to you all, Atkinsons, extended family, and beyond. As a friend of one of Mr. Atkinson’s daughters, I have heard nothing except how much of a strong, man of God Mr. Atkinson has been. Blessings to the Atkinson bloodline, I pray that the joy, comfort, stability, and support of the Lord reach every one of you. Blessed be the Lord’s faithful servants forever and ever. God bless you, Mr. Atkinson.
Mr. Atkinson it was a pleasure to get to meet you on behalf of your daughter Antoinette. All the great things she would tell me about you I could tell that she was in great hands. I promise to always protect her and love her and provide for her the best I know how. To the family my deepest condolences. If there is anything that the Roddy family can do for you please don’t be afraid to reach out. From my family to yours we love you. When one hurts we all hurt. We are here standing strong for you all during your trying times.