Darrold Dwain Simon ,the seventh of eight children born to Marie Bradley Simon and Joslyn Adolphus Simon, came into this world on October 3, 1967 in Belize city, Belize, Central America.
He was preceded by his father Joslyn. Darrold is survived by his mother Marie, four brothers Charles Tillett, Haddan Garbutt, Tyrone Simon, Lamar Harton Simon and three sisters Charlena Josephs, Kay Simon, Marcia Belisle. He is survived by his great Aunt Uetta Bruce, one great uncle Maxwell Bruce, five Aunts Rose Kelly,Gwendolyn Mendoza, Enid Simon, Lola Simon, Leteria Simon. He is survived by many nieces and nephews Lauren Garbutt, Sakinah Tillett, Ebony Simon, Julius Tillett, Milton Josephs, She Vonte Garbutt, Carress Garbutt, Megan Josephs, Janay Tillett, Tia-rena Simon, Zana Tillett, Jordan Belisle, one grand nephew Blaise Arden James. He is survived by several cousins including June Coleman, Karen Davidson, Lisa Rosales, Melanie Pahnkie and many others. He is also survived by many friends.
Darrold loved life and lived it without any apology. He worked hard, he played hard, and he loved fiercely. It was all or nothing with Darrold. Darrold was a dedicated worker. His work life began as a civil servant at the Treasury Department of Belize. When he migrated to the United States, he continued to work as a bookkeeper with Aramark in Los Angeles, and then with Beckinstein Fabric House and the Harlem Chamber of Commerce in New York. Darrold did a lot of volunteer work and assisted many friends with their small businesses doing sales and deliveries as recently as last week before he checked himself into the hospital.
Darrold real passion was cooking. Nobody made powder buns like Darrold. Nobody roast a steak like Darrold. He was at his best when he was talking about food, world politics, and God. Darrold was deeply spiritual. In all his turmoil he prayed and studied his bible diligently. He said “when the evil rises” all he can do is read his bible to make him sane and whole.
Darrold was loyal to those he loved whether they were near or far. He visited with those in New York. Those who were away he calls frequently, some of us numerous times per day.
On March 5, 2012, God took him back home. Our lives will have a gaping hole which will be impossible to fill. Darrold is irreplaceable. Daily calls and texts will be missed, but we will take comfort in knowing that he is with our Lord and ever present in our hearts. Darrold we love always.