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OBITUARY

JESSE WINFRED TAYLOR was born on June 6, 1905 to the late Etta and William S. Taylor in Powhatan, Va. He departed this life on May 8, 1982 in the Johnston-Willis Hospital in Richmond, Va.

He became a member of the Mt. Zion Baptist Church at an early age and remained an active member until his death. His love for his family, the church, and the community caused him to work diligently to promote programs that would advance the cause of Christianity and justice for all people.

He served in the following capacities of various organizations: Chairman of Mt. Zion’s trustee Board, Church moderator, member of the senior choir, member of the willing Workers Club; Superintendent of Greenbier Church School, member and treasurer of the choir; member and treasurer of the Hollywood choir. Member of Pinehill choir, past president of the Sunday School Convention, treasurer of the Shining Light Lodge for over 42 years; member of the APH Lodge. President and Membership Chairman of Powhatan Chapter NAACP; retired instructor at the former St. Emma’s Military Academy. Treasurer of the Goodwill Corp; past president of Pocahontas PTA.

His love of people and positive outlook on life will long be remembered by those who knew him. He is survived by his wife, Mrs. Martha Taylor; six sons, Winfred, Lawrence, Kenneth, Melvin, Alfonso, and Stanley Taylor, all of Maryland; three daughters, Mrs. Jaunise Harris of Powhatan, Mrs. Genevieve Peterson of Md., and Miss Louise Taylor of N.J.; sixteen grandchildren; two great-grandchildren; four sisters; one brother; five daughters-in-law; two sons-in-law; two grand daughters-in-law, one brother-in-law; one sister-in-law; a host of nieces, nephews, other relatives and friends.

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The Family

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When I Must Leave You

When I must leave you for a little while,
Please do not grieve and shed wild tears
And hug your sorrow to you through the years,
But start out bravely with a gallant smile
And for my sake and in my name
Live on and do all things the same,
Feed not your loneliness on empty days
But fill each waking hour in useful ways,
Reach out your hand in comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you and hold you near;
And never, never be afraid to die,
For I am waiting for you in the sky!

Reprinted by permission of family