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’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun; Of happy memories that I leave behind when d

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun; Of happy memories that I leave behind when day is done.

Alphonso Purse Jr. was born on June 27, 1945 at New York Hospital Harlem World, New York to Alphonso Purse Sr. of Florida and Bessie Austin of Georgia.  Affectionately known as “Pooney” since childhood, he was the youngest of the Purse siblings, joining Yvonne, Abbey, and Doniver in a household filled with love and life on 152nd Street.    Al was a true Harlemite and enjoyed the life and culture of the city.  He enjoyed playing stickball with the neighborhood ...

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun; Of happy memories that I leave behind when day is done.

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun; Of happy memories that I leave behind when day is done.

In Loving Memory of Eugene William Hawkins Eugene William Hawkins, a devoted husband, father, grandfather, and steadfast pillar of his community, was born on January 26, 1933. He lived a life defined by quiet strength, unwavering loyalty, and a deep, abiding love for the people and places that shaped him. On March 14, 2026, he completed his earthly journey and joined the ancestors, reunited with his beloved wife of 50 years, Marion Hawkins, his mother, Helen Cogswell, and his stepfather, ...

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun; Of happy memories that I leave behind when day is done.

Audrey Anna Torrero was born in Panama on November 13, 1932. She was the only child born to Maria and Leonard Henry. She married Lewin Murrell in 1947 and from this union bore three children. After the dissolution of her marriage to Lewin, she met and married Francisco Torrero. Audrey immigrated to the United States in 1959 and began working as a nanny. With determination and the support of her aunts, Audrey Hay and Augustine Duverney, she was able to reunite her family in the United States ...

Angelique Charlene Davis, lovingly known as “Angie,” passed away on February 23, 2026, at the age of 57. A lifelong resident of New York, New York, Angelique was a vibrant spirit whose presence filled every room with warmth, laughter, and light. For 30 dedicated years, Angelique faithfully served at Mount Sinai Hospital, where she was deeply loved and respected by her colleagues. Her compassion, professionalism, and unmistakable smile made a lasting impact on everyone blessed to ...

    Life is but a Stopping Place Life is but a stopping place, A pause in what’s to be, A resting place along the road, to sweet eternity. We all have different journeys, Different paths along the way, We all were meant to learn some things, but never meant to stay… Our destination is a place, Far greater than we know. For some the journey’s quicker, For some the journey’s slow. And when the journey finally ends, We’ll claim a great reward, And ...