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Life & Legacy of John Stafford Rahming

SERVICE HELD AT Evangelistic Temple Collins Avenue Nassau, New Providence The Bahamas Saturday, November 5, 2022 at 10am OFFICIATING Rev. Dr. Vaughan Cash ASSISTING BY Other Ministers of The Gospel INTERMENT Woodlawn Gardens Soldier Road Nassau, New Providence The Bahamas

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OBITUARY

n March 6, 1942, John Stafford Sr. and Myrtle Jane Stubbs Rahming proudly welcomed a handsome baby boy into their union and named him John Stafford Jr. Stafford, as he was affectionately called by his family and loved ones, was a quiet, humble and independent child. Stafford received his education at Our Lady’s and Southern Senior Schools. He was an intelligent, industrious student who was a wiz at Mathematics and passed the Common’s Entrance Examination. In 1954, upon the death of his father, Stafford left Southern Senior at the age of 12 to seek employment as a fulltime carpenter; a trade taught to him by his brother Clifford (pre deceased) in order to assist his pregnant mother with the caretaking of his siblings, especially Hannah AlMarie and Paula (both predeceased). Stafford practically shared time between two homes, that of his mother, and the Curry Family on Virginia Street.

on a fulltime basis and worked on the construction of numerous projects in Nassau and other major Family Islands. With a motto “you can have a job, but you still need a trade”. Stafford trained his three sons and ensured that they understood not only the basics of construction but also the importance of striving for excellence in execution in every area of the craft. A man who was good at numbers, Stafford was an excellent domino player and enjoyed playing the game for hours. During this time, there were many young men who endeared themselves to Stafford and he provided a safe place of counsel and wisdom. In 1989, at the invitation of his daughter, Stafford visited

Stafford always supported his family, and he even moved into the home of his then pregnant sister Rose Maycock (pre deceased) while still a young man, in order to assist her while her husband worked in the fishing industry. In April 1963, John Stafford Rahming met the love of his life, Vivian Davis and the two were joined in marriage, April 18, 1964. He was one who loved his family dearly, and was actively involved in the lives of his children and grandchildren. Stafford was a constant presence at school events and graduations and was a “go to” for school pickups and extracurricular activities. He was a perfectionist in his craft; in which he constructed and renovated the homes of three of his children. Without the benefit of a personal vehicle, Stafford walked with his children from their home in Coconut Grove to his childhood church, East Street Gospel Chapel each week. Stafford moved about quietly but he loved his children and his family loudly. He cooked exceptionally well and was a disciplinarian who taught his children that “discipline was love” and “I can’t” was never an option. During his early years, Stafford also worked at the Hobby Horse Race Track as a Cashier. Upon its closure, he pursued his craft Life & Legacy of John Stafford Rahming

Evangelistic Temple and became a faithful and consistent parishioner even tuning into the services via livestream when he was no longer able to make it to the sanctuary. At the insistence of his children, on September 15, 2022, after his complaints of not feeling well, Stafford was taken to Doctor’s Hospital where he was admitted and further diagnosed with Colon Cancer. On September 26, 2022, Stafford underwent surgery and was later transferred to Princess Margaret Hospital, Private Surgical to convalesce. During his time in hospital, Stafford ensured his children that he was at peace and his soul was right with The Lord. When his strength allowed him, Stafford would join in the singing of Hymns and the reciting of his favorite scripture the 23rd Psalm. On the morning of Sunday October 23, 2022, John Stafford Rahming entered into his eternal rest in The Lord. May his soul rest in peace and rise in glory. Left to celebrate his life and mourn his passing: Wife: Vivian Rahming; Children: Paula Clarke, Patricia (Marie), Dwight, Stephanie, Randy (predeceased), Richard and Latonya Rahming; Grandchildren: Petra & Patricia Smith, Randy Jr, Shariffe, Dwight Jr, Destinique, D’zaria, and Karsen Rahming, Karrington & Kaden Bain; Daughter in law: Kofi Rahming; Adopted Son: Supt. Anthony Curtis (Cindy); Brothers: Peter Rahming (predeceased) Clifford Rahming (predeceased), Leroy Armbrister (predeceased), Wilfred Rahming, Christopher, Sterling and Basil Moss; Sisters: Rose Maycock (predeceased), Laura Williams, Hannah Grant (predeceased) and Loletha Gaitor Brothers in law: James Williams, Wayne Gaitor, Bertram (pre-deceased), Ernest, Jack, Peter and Lynden Davis, Marlon Roker, Johnny Saunders and Rodney Stuart; Sisters in law: Cynthia Armbrister, Perl Rahming, Linda, Barbara & Pamela Moss, Judith Roker, Laverne Saunders, Anya, Shelly, Carol and Emily Davis, Charlene Stuart; Aunt: Rev. Alice Ferguson – Freeport Grand Bahama; 4

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Uncle: Rev. Benjamin Ferguson – Freeport Grand Bahama; Numerous Nieces and Nephews including: Leroy, Herman, Patrick(Tony), Audley, Lynden, Dereo, Richmond and Mark Maycock, Euricka Rolle, Christine Heastie and Joy Dean, Judd, Kera, Jenson & Jocklano Williams, Thomas Jr. & Zorrah Grant, Valencia, Vernita & Valentino Moss, Christopher Jr., Deangelo, Nicara, Lynden, Kevin, Joy, Candia, Keyshawn, Alicia, Latrell, Brittany & Mya Moss, Matthew & Wayne Gaitor, Myrtle Stubbs, Sharon Farrington, Rosalee Dean, Genesta Bethel, Bridgette Armbrister , Joan, Karen, Paulette, Deborah, Jean(Danny)Ferguson, Tammy, Clifford Jr.(Robin), Peter (Rochelle), Bernard “BH” Hanna, Patrice, Peter Jr. Preston, Terrence, Andrew and Ricardo McPhee, Inga Rahming, Sharon Thompson, Latoya Marshall, Children of Cornelius Stubbs, Children of Reuben Stubbs, Children of Bertram Rahming & Family, Family of Ruth Rahming, Edmund Stubbs and Family, Children of Janet Stubbs, Children of Monet Stubbs Paul & Family, Louise Rahming Pople & Family, Hester Rahming & Family, Children of Ruth Rahming, Nadia Johnson, Asta Mackey, Angelica and Neva Roker, Petrez, Jackie, Jawayne, Eumeka, Anthon, Trono and Lavell Davis, Jarvis, Jay, Javaro Saunders, Earnestine and Jeremy Davis, Allea Brown, Antonia Laing. Albertha Rahming Turnquest & Family, numerous other relatives too many to mention. Other Relatives & Special Friends: Jenniemae Collie, The Family of the Late Barbara Ferguson, Yvette & Audley Dean & Family, Christopher Collie & Family, Marva McKenzie, The Red Door Crew, Lanford Cox, Merle Smith and Children, Irene, Deborah, Sharon Beard of North Carolina, Batrice Lozowy of Abu Dhabi, Logan Jr and Jason Decosta, Betty Clarke (New York), Francianna Grant (Freeport), Mary Arnett, Laura Roberts & Family, Michelle Knowles and Family, Michelle Pickstock, Cynthia Mother Pratt & Family, The Sixth (6th) Street the Grove Community, Hibiscus Way Palm Tree Estates & Garden Hills Estates #1 Community, Bertha Dean & Family, Stephen Curtis & Family, Audrey Dean & Family, Oral & Deloris Newbold & Family, Pastor Kory & Apostle Yolanda Stithe & The Father’s House, Baltimore, Maryland USA, Keith Moss & family (Hibiscus Way) 6

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Paul & Willamae Petty & Family, Matthew “Goofy” Johnson, Marco Roberts & Family, Sophia Moss & Aleia Collymore, Tamara Fitzgerald & Family, Eugenia Brown & Family, Charlie Burns & Family, Sue Johnson & Family, Brian & Ellen Serville & Family, Deborah Foulkes & Family, and Esther Smith & Family, Karin Curry & Family, Shoniqua Ferguson & Family, Esther Thompson & Family, Lavern Wilson & Family, Terrence & Eileen Steele & Family, Rexwell & Lydia Minnis & Family, Sabrina Usher & Family, Melanie Moxey & Family, Shannon Dean & Family, Athon Rolle & Family, Hon. Myles Laroda, MP. Pinewood Constituency, Hon Mario Bowleg, MP, Garden Hills Constituency, Hon. Shanendon E Cartwright Deputy Leader FNM & MP St. Barnabas Constituency, The Bahamas Public Parks & Public Beaches Authority Staff, Kevin, Sophia, Danavier & Gerri Fisher & Family, Arnold (Melanie) Davis, Vernice Smith, Sterling Charlton, Montrea Brown, Clyde Fox, Addis Huyler, Jessica Martin, Estella Zonicle and Family, Michelle & Desmond Sands, The Family of the late Hazel Carey, Rev. Dr. Vaughan & Wendy Cash, Rev. Dave and Donna Cash, Rev. Braddick and Briquelle Cleare, Rev. Keno and Kikiya Smith and the Evangelistic Temple Family, Pastor Anthony J Carroll & Antioch Native Baptist Church Family, Pastor Rickeno Moncur & The Word of Life Church Family, Father John Johnson Gregory Town, Pastor Kory & Apostle Yolanda Stithe & The Father House, Baltimore, Maryland USA, Lisa Austin, Men of Phi Beta Sigma Fraternity Incorporated, Atlantis Casino Staff, Paul and Willamae Petty, Sherry Benjamin, Sharon Martin, Therez McKenzie, Fred & Jackie Cooper(Freeport); and many more Relatives & Friends too Numerous to Mention; Special thanks to: Dr. Nickolas Deal-Laroda (Internal Med Associates), Doctors Hospital IMCU Ward-room #’s 38 & 39 & ICU Nurses, Dr. Nevilina MunningsThompson (Internal Med Associates), Dr. Gemma Rolle (Bahamas Digestive Health & Wellness), Dr. Wesley Francis (Cancer Surgery Bahamas), Dr. Charles Rahming Nassau Neurological & Neurodiagnostic Centre, Princess Margaret Hospital Private Surgical, especially the attending nurses for Room 6 and Physicians Alliance Ltd., Danielle Dean, Ricky Knowles & The Voices and Kevin Richardson.

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ORDER OF SERVICE MODERATOR | Pastor Keno Smith OPENING REMARKS | Pastor Vaughan Cash OPENING HYMN | I Am Glad I Counted The Cost When first I started to seek the Lord, I’m glad I counted the cost; I fully measured my Jesus’ Word; I’m glad I counted the cost. (Chorus) I’ve paid the price and obtained the prize, He saved my soul that was lost; And now my treasures are in the skies, I’m glad I counted the cost. I laid my sorrows at Jesus’ feet, I’m glad I counted the cost; And now I’ve pleasures so pure and sweet, I’m glad I counted the cost. I’ve bid farewell to this world of sin, I’m glad I counted the cost; And now my Jesus abides within, I’m glad I counted the cost. I cast on Jesus my every care, I’m glad I counted the cost; And all my burdens He helps to bear, I’m glad I counted the cost. ’Twill not be long till the Lord shall come, I’m glad I counted the cost; And bear my soul to that heav’nly home, I’m glad I counted the cost. OPENING PRAYER | Bishop Sterling Moss CHORAL RESPONSE | What a Friend We Have in Jesus What a friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear! What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer! O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer.

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Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere? We should never be discouraged; Take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a friend so faithful Who will all our sorrows share? Jesus knows our every weakness; Take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy laden, Cumbered with a load of care? Precious Savior, still our refuge; Take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer! In his arms he’ll take and shield thee; Thou wilt find a solace there.

1ST SCRIPTURE READING | Psalm 23 | Shariffe Rahming (Grandson) SOLO | Danielle Dean AS I KNEW HIM | Anthony Curtis (Adopted Son) SECOND HYMN | And Can It Be And can it be that I should gain An interest in the Savior’s blood? Died He for me, who caused His pain— For me, who Him to death pursued? Amazing love! How can it be, That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

Long my imprisoned spirit lay Fast bound in sin and nature’s night; Thine eye diffused a quickening ray I woke, the dungeon flamed with light; My chains feel off, my heart was free, I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

’Tis mystery all: thee Immortal dies: Who can explore His strange design? In vain the firstborn seraph tries To sound the depths of love divine. ’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore, Let angel minds inquire no more.

No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, and all in Him, is mine; Alive in Him, my living Head, And clothed in righteousness divine, Bold I approach thee eternal throne, And claim the crown, through Christ my own.

He left His Father’s throne above So free, so infinite His grace— Emptied Himself of all but love, And bled for Adam’s helpless race: ’Tis mercy all, immense and free, For O my God, it found out me! TRIBUTES | Lanford Cox (Dedicated Friend) Stephanie Rahming (Daughter) 2ND SCRIPTURE READING | John 12:23:26 | Petra Smith (Granddaughter) MUSICAL SELECTION | Rricky & Ashley Knowles and The Voices CONDOLENCES | Rev. Dr. Anthony J Carroll (Antioch Native Baptist Church) Pastor Rickeno Moncur (The Word Of Life Church) Obituary To Be Read In Silence

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MUSICAL SELECTION | Randy Rahming Jr., Petra and Patricia Smith (Grandchildren) EULOGY | Pastor Vaughan Cash PRAYER FOR FAMILY | Pastor Braddick Cleare RECESSIONAL HYMN | It’s Alright Now There was a time I travelled a lonely sinful road; Beneath a heavy burden bending low; But now all things are different, since Jesus took my load It’s alright now, I’m His I know.

A’ down a lonely pathway, without a friend to guide, I walked in sin and sorrow all alone ‘Till Jesus came and found me, and drew me to His side; It’s alright now, for I’m His own.

(Chorus) It’s alright now, for I am in my Saviour’s care It’s alright now; my Saviour hears and answers prayer He’ll walk with me, (He’ll walk beside me) Till I climb the heavenly stair, And everything (And everything is alright now)

No more in sin I wander, no more in darkness roam The Lord has placed my feet on higher ground; Each day new heights I’m gaining, my soul is nearing home, It’s alright now, I’m heaven bound.

GRAVESIDE SERVICE Heaven’s Jubilee Some glad morning, we shall see Jesus in the air Coming after you and me, joy is ours to share What rejoicing, that will be, when the saints shall raise Headed for that jubilee, yonder in the skies. (Chorus) Oh what singing, Oh what shouting On that happy morning, when we all shall rise Oh what glory, hallelujah? When we meet our blessed Saviour in the skies. Seems that now I almost see all the sainted dead Raising for that jubilee, that is just ahead In the twinkling of an eye, changed with them to be All the living saints to fly to that jubilee When with all the heavenly host, we’ll begin to sing, Singing in the Holy Ghost how the heav’ns ring Millions there will join the song, with them we shall be Praising Christ thru ages long, Heaven’s jubilee. 10 Life & Legacy of John Stafford Rahming

It Is Well When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, when sorrows like sea billows roll; whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul. (Chorus) It is well, it is well, With my soul, with my soul, It is well; it is well, with my soul. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, let this blest assurance control that Christ has regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul. My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought! My sin, not in part but the whole, is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! And, Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, the clouds be rolled back as a scroll; the trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend Even so, it is well with my soul Glad Reunion Day There will be a happy meeting in heaven I know When we see the many loved ones we’ve known here below. Gather on the blessed hilltops with hearts all aglow. That will be a glad reunion day. (Chorus) Glad day, a wonderful day, Glad day, a glorious day; There with all the holy angels and loved ones to stay, That will be a glad reunion day. There within the holy city we’ll sing and rejoice, Praising Christ the blessed Saviour with heart and with voice. Tell him how we came to love Him and make Him our choice. That will be a glad reunion day. When we live a million years in that wonderful place Basking in the love of Jesus, beholding His face. It will seem but just a moment of praising His grace. That will be glad reunion day. Life & Legacy of John Stafford Rahming

A GIANT OF A MAN Daddy, it’s not a hard task for me to salute you; the one who stood by my side since birth, but it’s difficult to find the right words to describe you. You were a ‘GIANT OF A MAN’; passionate, dedicated, loving. You were a man who wore many hats: an advisor, a provider, a teacher, disciplinarian, a confidant, a supporter, a counselor, a comedian, an encourager and my professional contractor. One who stood 5’ 4” in stature, spoke few words and stood tall among giants. I am grateful to you Daddy, for giving of yourself and for your support throughout my entire life. You raised the bar so high for me to reach being the eldest. I sometimes felt you were too over protective. You were one who believed in family. Whenever it was a family concern, you would call and instruct me to communicate with my siblings and report back to you. You were one who also believed in excellence. You saw my dream and ensured that I achieved my goal. You were at every school activity and attended every graduation ceremony. You made sure everyone knew I was your daughter. Daddy, you carried out your expected role as a father. Psalm 103:13, “as a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him”. You guided your children in the right path, and inspired positive action. For that, Daddy, you deserve to be celebrated. I can say without a shadow of a doubt, “You are the wind beneath my wings”. For me, Labor Day will not be the same anymore. That day was known as our daddy/daughter day. I would bring your breakfast to Bay Street as we awaited to watch the parade and for the junkanoo groups to pass. You would hold my hands and we would dance and tease each other. Your favorite group was the Saxons and my group is the Valley Boys. I felt so proud to be in your company, to hear your friends ask you “who the young lady is”. You would proudly say with a smile, “my daughter”. I will never forget your 80th birthday celebration this year. I was able to worship and have lunch with you and your friends. I had no idea it would’ve been your last. 12 Life & Legacy of John Stafford Rahming

Every morning, if I didn’t call you before 7:30am, I could have anticipated your call and to hear you ask if everything is alright. We would talk over a few things and then you would always end the call by saying, “take care of yourself, please don’t stress”. Your love for me and my children cannot be measured. You would do anything to ensure we were happy. You had a heart of gold. Daddy, you were my earthly Icon. You trusted me to do things that you would not have asked anyone else and that showed me how much trust and confidence you had in me. You taught me how to love, how to worship God, how to take care of my children, how to be independent and never to give up despite what I might face. You said, “never think anyone is obligated to give you something, no matter who”. There is just so much more I can say, but I will cherish the memories. September 15th, Daddy, was the day I will never forget; driving you from medical clinics to medical clinics, to get help. It did not matter where, or the cost, I just needed you to get medical assistance. When the doctor had confirmed that you were diagnosed with colon cancer, I thought I was dreaming. It hit me soooo hard. I never knew you to be hospitalized. As I visited you in hospital day after day, we talked about you getting well and coming home. Some days, I will dance for you and sing just to see you smile. The evening you said that you were eating milk and honey and ask that I prepare your obituary, I knew then you had reconciled with God. You said that you were going home and what you would like to wear and how I must ensure that you are shaved properly and laid out in the casket you picked two (2) years ago. From that day on, I saw a total change. You were talking and looking beyond your natural eyes. Your eyes were fixed on that eternal home; that home where there will be no sickness. You have a new body, Daddy; you have a new life. I know you are in a better place. You will always be in my heart. My love for you will never cease. “I know; I’ll see you again. You never really left. I feel you walk beside me. I know I’ll see you again.” Rest in Peace Daddy. Paula

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TRIBUTE TO MY DADDY With all my love forever, Marie

“My Daddy, My Rock, My Confidant, My Love”. These words are often the ones I use to describe you when I express who you are and what you mean to me. Even these words seem insufficient when I call your name and all there is to say, “Daddy… you are my world”. 14 Life & Legacy of John Stafford Rahming

Daddy, every memory I have of you, all through my life, you have always been there for me. All I ever knew was a caring and loving father. As I travel down memory lane, I see you walking me to Mrs. Brown’s Pre-school (Ridgeland Park) with my bag packed with lunch; but you always stopped at the store to get me a snack so that I wouldn’t cry when you left me at school. You were at every ceremony, recital, program or sporting event at church or school. You never missed a P.T.A. meeting or a Report Card Collection Day. At the P.T.A. meetings, from Pre-School to Senior High School, you visited every teacher on the list of my classes. You attended every graduation exercise; and a smile comes readily to my lips as I hear your voice loudly cheering and I remember the big, bright smile on your face and your look of pride when my name was announced as the winner of the Baton of Honour at my Police Reserve Graduation. You were my #1 Cheerleader throughout my life, my encourager and support team, you pushed me to excel at my best in all my endeavours. And that I did, Daddy! And will continue to do.

You always expressed you pride and love to all your children, but you somehow made me always feel that your love for me was extra-special (don’t worry, I won’t let them know) My Confidant! And what a Confidant you were. From childhood to adulthood, I always ran to discuss everything with you. I trusted your judgement and respected your honesty, opinion, truth, and guidance. My secrets left with you were always safe and when you would tell me “other business” your words would be “If I know, you will know. I’m not leaving you out.” You were the Lone Ranger, and I was your Tonto. Daddy, I love you so much. Never a day passed without me calling your name and telling others about the kind of daddy that belonged to me. My Batman, me his Robin. Inseparable. Our bond grew even stronger during the COVID-19 lockdowns, when I had to do your food store runs. Daddy, your grocery list itemization was like Moses receiving the ten commandments. When I called you had specific instructions. If I needed to pick up anything, let’s say onions, your instructions went something like this: “Marie, make sure the knots are not too soft…and remember the right brand of cornbeef….and…”

will take care of you. It was the hardest thing for me to do but it was the right thing to do. As you started your journey from the seen to the unseen you spoke about a long and narrow road, you spoke about seeing lights, the angels who came for you and the cloud they were on. You said you saw your mother, your mother-in-law, siblings, other family members and friends (a cloud of witnesses). Daddy, I am assured that you are in your Saviour’s care. I am comforted to know that you are no longer suffering. You left me with this charge, specific instructions as usual, “Ree take care of yourself and be safe,” and your usual ending, “I love you.” I love you too Daddy. You are my hero and the best dad that your Maker could loan me. Now your soul has been returned to his safe-keeping and I know that some day I will see you again…Daddy, thank you for all the love that you have given me and the care and attention that you have shown me. Rise in glory! Marie

When you became ill, it was a no-brainer for me to take time off to be with you. You did it for all your children. Once you were informed that we were not feeling well you would meet us at the doctor or show up shortly after. It was my privilege to do the same for you, whether it was after your eye surgery or this last ailment. Our plans were big, Daddy. We talked about you being released from the hospital and coming to stay with me. Eagerly and with excitement, I prepared your room and painted it blue your favorite color. You wanted to leave with me each time my visiting time was over, and I placated you with, “…soon, soon Daddy. Everything is in place.” During my visits we planned with anticipation our transition from my place to yours. But that was not meant to be as you began discussing your heavenly home. I begged you not to go, I wasn’t ready to be separated from you, I was not familiar with doing life without you. You said, “ok”. But as you grew tired, we had one of our talks and I told you that I didn’t want you to suffer, and I didn’t want to be selfish. Daddy, you knew my heart was breaking and I told you so. I told you that I would release you in God’s care. I truly believe that He Life & Legacy of John Stafford Rahming

addy, on September 15th, 2022 when your health began to decline, Paula and I took you to Doctor’s Hospital, with the hopes of you being thoroughly examined, treated and eventually discharged. We began making necessary adjustments based on the doctor’s recommendations and instructions to keep you comfortable and functional when you returned home. Sadly this was not to be. Instead, you ended up being admitted to IMCU at Doctor’s Hospital for 3 weeks, then transfered to Princess Margaret Hospital and admitted to the Private Surgical ward until your passing on Sunday October 23rd, 2022. As I reminisce on my childhood, I remember a man that did everything for his children. From attending all of our parents teachers meetings (PTA) to taking us to all of our doctors appointments. You were truly a provider for your family. A stern father but a man of few words. You took a special interest in all of your children and encouraged us to be the best at whatever we set our minds to. We would joke that Richard (the youngest son) got the softer side of you. As a young adult, you taught me some do’s and don’ts while building my home and made sure that all of your boys were knowledgeable in some area of construction. Throughout my adult life you were always there to lend a helping hand, especially with my children. Whether taking my son DJ to baseball, taking my daughter Destinque to dance or picking them up from school. All of your grand children had a special place in your heart. You loved and cared about your family (immediate and extended) and taught us to do the same. When we would have our chats you were always concerned that I had too much of a big heart and you would tell me that I needed to put myself first sometimes. As I spoke to you while in the hospital, I encouraged you to fight and you did, but your mortal body, which no longer looked like the strapping man that you were, was frail and tired. Daddy, I was looking forward to taking you home and all of us, laughing and talking about how you overcame your condition. However, The Lord’s plan was to call you to your eternal home instead. I love you Daddy and I will forever cherish the times we shared. I will continue to strive to be the best father that I can be to my children and to carry on your legacy. Through it all, I find comfort in knowing that you made peace with God and because of this I can truly say that you are in a better place. Love your son, Dwight Sr.

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addy, I delayed writing this tribute. Not because I did not wish to write it, but because putting this on paper makes the reality of your death present and the impact of the pain intense. My heart is aching daddy! It knows that death has interrupted the special daddy/daughter connection we shared, because, even without me saying a word, you always knew when I was silently dealing with a situation and would call me confirming what my heart always knew…there is no weight that I carried that you will not volunteer to take away from me or help me to bear. Even though age weakened the tenor of your voice, it did not affect the depth of your love or the wealth of the sage wisdom with which you spoke. Daddy, my ear and heart will miss hearing you say “Stephanie… I love you and only God loves you more”. Thank you for humbly allowing me to teach you how to send WhatsApp voicenotes. With tears streaming, I am listening to your recording telling me “Stephanie…take care of yourself…I love you…daddy.” For although listening

to this recording will not eliminate the pain, it will help to assuage the intensity of pain. The muscle memory of my fingers has to be reprogrammed because they will never again daily dial your number to connect for our conversations. There was no topic that was off limit and we both looked forward to them. Those conversations especially kept me when the pandemic made it impossible for me to travel to spend time with you and I am forever grateful that we were able to once again enjoy each other’s company on what was to be your last Father’s Day. That day you told me God answered your prayer and before I left for my early morning flight the following day, you embraced me and spoke a “Father’s Blessing” over me. Your blessing filled a void that I never knew my soul needed and empowered me to fully embrace all that God has called to become for such a time as this. GRACE AND PEACE DADDY! ALL IS WELL DADDY! I LOVE YOU DADDY! Stephanie Life & Legacy of John Stafford Rahming

TO DADDY

To try to depict or explain who you were to me, is nearly impossible for me to do with words, quite simply, you were my Earthly Rock for comfort, stability and counsel. As rough as this time is, I am comforted by your strength in all times of adversity. Daddy you never wavered, no matter the odds, you were a warrior, from humble beginnings, you have taught me that pain is temporary, so always be brave, and don’t allow pain to get in the way of the job you have to do. Daddy, you saw potential in me a long time before I saw it in myself, and you have always encouraged me to give nothing but my best no matter the task, at all times. Mediocrity was never an option. Most of my earliest memories are connected to places /events, or things we did together, I was always your shadow. There are so many lessons that I learnt from you while driving to school, or even simply going to the grocery store, you always took advantage of these teachable moments to ask about what I wanted in life, and you showed me the path for how my goals could be achieved. Because of your example, I know what it means to be there when your family needs you most. We have never faced any challenge without you being there. You never disappointed. 18 Life & Legacy of John Stafford Rahming

I have never made one major decision in my life without consulting you. because honestly you were more than a father to me. You were my closest confidante, there was nothing I couldn’t discuss with you, or you with me. Daddy, you taught me that discipline is love, because you cared, you made sure that we always did the “right thing” because it wasn’t about what was convenient right now, but rather how the decision would affect us later in life. I truly grew to understand this concept much better when I became a father. Words cannot describe the role you played in my life. You represented my earthly standard of what being a father is all about. Because your life example represented to me the true illustration of what it means to be a Daddy. I thank you for the seeds that you have sowed in my life, and I will honor your memory by making sure that I pass the same moral and value system on to my children. I Love you Daddy Richard

A TRIBUTE TO THE WORLD’S GREATEST FATHER S-Salvation T-Terrific A-Accountable F-Faithful F-Follower O-Optimistic R-Revolutionary D-Determined Dad, it is so hard to say goodbye. During my childhood years, as I grow up, I would always look up to you as my mentor. As I got older, you would’ve always encouraged me to do the right thing and not be a follower. You will always be in my heart. My brothers and sisters join me as we will always miss the good times we had. Sleep on, dad. I love you but Jesus loves you best. Toni

randfathers are the best storytellers, listeners and most importantly, best friends. They are always there to play with us, laugh with us and console us when need be. There is no grandfather like my ‘daddy’. If it was one day you always remembered, it was my birthday. I could’ve always looked forward to a call on that day from you, followed by questions and slick remarks. You were always at every event when you knew about them and if you didn’t know, I was sure to expect a call because you wanted to know why you didn’t know. As we put you to rest today, daddy, I am happy that you have shown me unconditional love and happiness. Daddy, I will always cherish all the times we would sit, talk and just crack jokes. A heart made of gold has stopped beating and one of the most hardworking hands have been put to rest. This shows me that God is interested in only the best. This is not goodbye, daddy; more like a see you later. So, see you later, daddy. Take your rest. I will always love you. Petra Life & Legacy of John Stafford Rahming

randdaddy, I still can’t believe that you are gone. Thank you for being such a loving grandfather to me. I was so blessed to have you as my grandfather. I will never forget how you always told me how proud you were of me and how much you loved me. I will continue to make you proud and will always cherish the memories we had with you. I’m so glad you got to see me walk across that stage graduating with my MBA. I will never forget our conversation on FaceTime after my accomplishment. I want you to know that I love you and will miss you. Rest in Heavenly Peace. Love DJ

randdaddy, I’m devastated that you’re gone while I’m off to school. I’m trying my best to stay focused and continue to make you proud. The last time I saw you, last summer, you said to me “I know you’re a smart girl. I know you can do it. Your granddaddy is proud of you. Keep pushing yourself.” You would always tell me this when I told you about my graphic work and Dean’s list accomplishment in college. Thank you for encouraging me, picking me up from school, and dropping me off wherever I needed to go. I am thankful for everything you did for me and DJ. I will miss and always love you. Rest in Peace Granddaddy. Love Desi

randdaddy or Daddy as I would sometimes call you, I will never forget you. With our birthdays being two days apart, I will miss your calls on my birthday saying, “The Queen’s birthday is today”. You were a man with so much pride and were always proud of the accomplishments of your children and grandchildren. You were a man with a great sense of humor and whit. I thank God for the memories we have and I will continue to cherish them. Patricia (Grand-daughter)

randdaddy, You were a wonderful living experience. To me your grandson, you were more than a grandfather. You were a mentor, a counselor and a pillar of support all rolled into one man. You weren’t a man of much words, but you were a man with a contagious amount of courage & confidence. You were by my side during one of the hardest times in my life, giving me the love & support that I needed. For that I will always be grateful. You are to me now and will always be one of my earthly kings. Give my daddy my love, and I will continue to make both of you proud. Your Grandson – Randy

apa, thank you for always believing and supporting me at every moment of my life. I will miss our “straight to point” conversations that we both liked and brought us closer together. Although I’m sad you’re gone, I’m happy to know that you can finally rest. I love you! Shariffe

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We REMEMBER... Myrtle Stubbs Rahming John Stafford Rahming, Sr. Bertram Davis Delvese Rolle Randy Rahming, Sr. Nicola Rahming Hanna Rahming-Grant Clifford Rahming Peter Rahming Leroy Armbrister

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

“We wish to convey our profound appreciation to everyone for the kind expressions of love and kindness expressed during our time of bereavement. Thankyou for your prayers and words of encouragement. May our Heavenly Father continue to bless and keep you. Praising God always for the life of our dearest John Stafford Rahming The Family Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me Psalm 23:4

PALLBEARERS: Jochlano Williams Mark Maycock Patrick(Tony) Maycock Tom Grant Jr.

Shariffe Rahming Richmond Maycock Randy Rahming Jr.

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Dwight Rahming Richard Rahming Anthony Curtis Basil Moss

Wilfred Rahming Christopher Moss Sterling Moss

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