My Longest Walk

Mama had to go home
We would not stay in MoBay
But public transportation?
Nowhere in sight
So we started to walk
Though Claremont was 25 miles ahead
I was just a boy
And we had to go home
But night was fast approaching
We walked and walked
And light changed to darkness
It got darker
Darkness broken by the odd street lamp
The light of vehicles dashing past us
And the headlamps of vehicles going the wrong way

We crossed Great River Bridge
From St. James into Hanover
And twelve miles from MoBay
Paused under street lamps at Hopewell Square
Where we boarded a vehicle
And rested our weary feet
As we travelled to Lucea
Then walked home from Jericho
And brought joy to the whole family

Dearest mentor and second mother. Thank you for helping shape my adolescence years with advice and strong christian values. You will remain in my thoughts forever. May your beautiful and kind-hearted soul rest in peace⚘

Pam

Lurline Christie Bernard writes: I agree with Everette Howell who penned these words; "Death the most present of all evil is always with us. It robs us of the brilliant minds and the beautiful lives." Sis Judith Hall was one of those brilliant minds and beautiful lives. Getting to know her I unreservedly say, she was an amazing, caring, loving, devoted, committed and dedicated woman not only to her family but the church and community. I remember the happy moments we shared when I visited her, always encouraging, positive and uplifting. My siblings and I concur that Sis. Hall (Ms. Judd), lived a fulfilled Christ centered life. We extend our heartfelt condolences to the Hall’s family. Let's be reminded that death is not the end to life for God’s children, it is a just a brief pause. It is God's prelude to eternity. Therefore, to the family and friends we say, be encouraged; weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.

Sis. Hall’s life reminds us that when we live for Jesus and faithfully serve Him, our life is never in vain. It has a multi-generational outlook. So may the message she wrote on so many of our hearts be one we write on the hearts of those who are coming behind us. And may God find us faithful, just like Sis Hall who ran the race, fought the fight and is now resting in her Lord looking forward to that great getting up morning. May her soul rest in peace and may her legacies live on and be treasured.
“Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his faithful servants.” Psalm 116:15

Ms Judd as affectionately called was one of the sweetest, quietest person I've come across. She lived an exemplary life touching the heart and lifes of many persons both family and strangers. May her sweet soul continue to sleep in peace. 

My sincere and deepest condolences to the Hall's family on behalf of miss Reta Bucknor children we would love to extend our sympathies to all family members during this difficult time especially the children.Sister Judd was a very pleasant ,caring ,God fearing loving lady in the community especially in the church she was one you could always approach without feeling fearful see you in the morning.

Mother

J  Judith Ida Hall, just
U Under 100 years of living
D Death showed up,
I  Interrupted and crashed
T  The celebration for the century.
H  Have your well-deserved rest, Mom.

I  Indeed, on that great getting up morning, the
D Dead in Christ shall
A  Arise first.

H  Home at last in Heaven!
A  And this celebration will be a reality
L  Living with Jesus for evermore.
L  Let us all plan to meet you there – nevermore to part.

My sincere condolences to the family of Miss Judd as she's affectionately called. Think of someone who moved about quietly, yet briskly; who was reserved but articulate; who would always look you over carefully with a winning smile whenever she exchanged courtesies. She was always curious to know of your ambitions and to share an encouraging word. That was Miss Judd as she interacted with us as youths in the community and at the Jericho Seventh-day Adventist church. 

She was a very meticulous lady whose creative abilities stood out in the dress designs of her grandchildren Arlene and Charlene . 

From an early age Miss Judd commanded my respect in the way she treated us as little children of the Claremont Basic school. There was a time when she prepared lunches for the children and we would go to her home to be served and refreshed. She was always so gentle and calm with us, even the ones who frequently messed up as soon as they ate ().

Hers was a life lived long and well.  She kept the course and finished her race...awaiting the eternal life.  Sleep on Miss Judd until then.

Just to let you know that sister judd was one of those persons who contributed to my growing up as a child. She was always caring and with her soft spoken voice as children we would quick to respond to her scoulding.She will be greatly missed but we give God thanks for having loaned her to us for ninetynine years May God give you the strength to hold on Duds

Aunt Judd,that's what we called her.What a lady,pleasant, gentle and kind and what a treasure she was just like her mother "Mumaa"
Knowing "Mumaa",Uncle Caleb ,Uncle Gee,Aunt Judd and her lovely children is nothing short of a wonderful "page turner"story book.
Aunt Judd was very special. She loved the Lord and taught her children in the saaame manner.She gave her children the most unique and prettiest "Pet names"
I honestly can recall my childhood days with the playful times I had with her children. I fondly recall those days with joy.How could we forget Danny's rabbits and that faithful and ever bearing Gatey mango tree? I will always cherish those beautiful memories. As I think about the location of that Gatey mango tree, Capernaum in the Bible comes to mind.....(Oh how we long to know that place).Aunt Judd has entered into her rest and one by one we shall join her.THEN,OH THEN,we will one day hear our names and our Dear Lord will wecome us . Then at last we will be home, roaming the fields and enjoying the rolling hills with all our loved ones and our sweet childhood friends.... SEE YOU THERE AUNT JUDD.

Our deepest condolences to all of Aunt Judd's family. We love you and you are all prayed up.

This is Gem Brissett and I speak on behalf of my darling husband Glenn, my sisters Nell and Madge and our nephew Gary.

I remember with fondness Mrs Hall (Ms Judd, as she is affectionately called), as a caring, soft spoken and simply a beautiful woman. My affection towards her I could never explain, but discovered later that this was probably because we shared the same birth month. Learning of her death was difficult but was comforted by the thought that 'beyond earth's sorrow is the joy of heaven.'

Sincere condolences to her children, grandchildren and other family members. Keep strong and know that her memories will live on forever. Keeping you all in prayer.

Sleep on beloved, sleep and take your rest. You are loved and will be missed.

Fond regards,
Laurell (Jule) and Sheree

Poem - Who Told You Prince Phillip?

Who told you Prince Phillip
That mama didn’t make the hundred?
Like you, born 1921
She left in March, four months shy
Then you left April
Two months shy
Royalty follow fashion too?
Gone with your German and Danish blood
Hers was Scottish, Guinean plus more
So she had more pedigree than you
She remained a widow for almost 43 years
You left a widow to grieve
She had a Harry, brother by law
You, a Harry, helluva of a grand son
Who travelled across the waters
To bid you farewell
You can’t follow fashion again

Written by Oran Hall (18.04.21)

Proverbs 31: 10, 25-31
Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. Strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised. Give her the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.

Our Aunt

Our aunt was a woman who had smiles to brighten your days, who always made you feel good with her warm words of praise. And what’s more she knew. what to do to make wishes come true. She was our aunt.

Our aunt was someone who always had good stories to tell, but just as importantly she knew how to be a good listener as well. She was patient and kind. and the very best friend you could ever hope to find. She was no ordinary person.

And we are proud to tell the world that (Judith Idn Indiana Hall) Was our Aunt.  May her soul rest in peace. From her Nieces and nephews