John Stanley Morton

Mt. Zion Baptist Church Cemetery

        In the early morning hours of Wednesday, March 12, 2008, John Stanley Morton was called to his final resting place, from labor to reward.

        Stanley, as he was better known to friends and family was born July 2, 1956, in Montclair, New Jersey to Florence L. Throckmorton and John Walton Bell, Jr. His father preceded him in his final journey.

        Stanley accepted Christ, was converted and baptized at an early age in New York. He received his formal education from Ramapo Senior High School, in Spring Valley, New York in 1975. He was a member of the wrestling team and received various awards and additional training in culinary arts. Shortly there after he came to Virginia to live with his father. He worked different jobs until the early 1980's then moved to Washington, DC and was employed by Robert "Bobby" Dixon in Dixon's Pest Control, where he remained until he was called home.

        Stanley had many hobbies and interest, he loved to hunt, fish, play bingo and especially cards. He was a loving and warm hearted individual. Wherever he went he would greet you with a big heart and he was always there for you and willing to lend a helping hand, big smile and laughter included. Stanley possessed a gentle soul and a beautiful spirit.

        Leaving to cherish his joyful life is his mother, Florence L. Throckmorton; two sisters, Delphine Clarke and Sharrie LaFoon; a brother, Samuel Bell, Sr.; two brothers-in-law, Earl Clarke and Christopher LaFoon; four nieces, Brenda Bell, Shaquan Middleton, Aryan Jasper and Samuella Jones; three nephews, Samuel Bell, Jr., Ixan Barquero, and Lucas LaFoon; great nephews, Dezmond Tyler; a loving extended family; Lillie M. Bell, Robert and Ann Dixob, Cleo Tapp and their families, and a host of other relatives and friends.

        God saw the road was getting rough,

        The hills were hard to climb,

        He gently closed those loving eyes,

        And whispered "Peace be thine,"

        The weary hours, the days of pain,

        The sleepless nights are passed,

        The ever patient worn out frame,

        Has found sweet rest at last.

        -The Family-

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