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March 1, 1973 August 4, 1995
Funeral Service Tuesday, August 15, 1995
Viewing 10:00 a.m. to 11:00 a.m.
Service: 11:00 a.m.
Holy Family Catholic Church
Celebrant: Bishop Elliott Thomas
Con celebrants: Msgr. John McSweneey
Father Neil Scantlebury
Deacon Leonard Monsanto
Organist Rudy Blanchard
Interment in Western Cemetery Number Two
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FATHER Desmond Hobson
MOTHER Cleopatra Richards Hobson
SISTER Yvette Hobson
BROTHERS Gregory Hobson & Anthony Winston
SISTER-IN-LAW- Theda Winston
NIECES Ayesha Forde & Taryn Winston
NEPHEWS Tivon & Thale Winston
AUNTS Ernie Richards, Evelyn Guy, Mae George,
Sybil Richards, Annie Richards, Edith Telemacque,
Merle Jhagroo, Esther Henderson, Stephanie Hobson
and Gloria Hobson.
UNCLES- Vincent Hobson, Stanley Hobson,
Alfred Richards, George Richards, Irving Richards,
Allan Richards and Llewelyn Richards.
SPECIAL FRIENDS Keisha Vialet, Terry Magras,
Mercer Augusta, Michelle Stapleton, Yolanda Pena,
Louis Magras and Eric Emmerick.
Reginald Claxton Lamont Thomas
Louis Magras Hugo Etienne
Geno Etienne Otto Etienne
Allan John Baptiste
Shaun Michael Malone, Desmond Hobson, Gregory Hobson,
Lester Warrington, Claude Simmonds, Anthony Winston,
Glenroy Warrington, Everson Rawlins
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On March 1, 1973, on the island of St. Thomas, Bennington Desmond
"Benny" Hobson was born. He was the last of three children born to
Desmond Franklin Hobson and Cleopatra Ayesha Richards Hobson.
Benny always appreciated the sacrifices his parents made for him and
expressed it often to his friends. Benny possessed a kind and caring spirit
Although his life was interrupted by bouts of asthma, he didn't let that slow
Benny attended Sts. Peter and Paul Grammar School and High School. He
graduated in 1991 with honors and also received an award for Altar Service.
That Fall he headed for Tampa, Florida to further his education. First, he
attended the International Technical Institute, where he received an
Associate Degree in Business Management in 1993. Then he went to Tampa
College in pursuit of a bachelor's degree. Benny completed his studies in
Business Management in 1995, and graduated with honors. Benny's quest
for knowledge was so great that he immediately enrolled in the Master's
Program. His ambitions were to complete the Master's Program and pursue a
career at a Financial Institution. During the last two years, he worked at
Target Department Store. He was responsible for opening the store, and
supervising the cashiers and their daily activities. He recently was promoted
to the cash office, where he was responsible for all money transactions. His
goal was to obtain a Level Three management position; which he did one
As a young child he was a member of the Children of Mary and an Altar
Boy. During high school he participated in the Spanish Club and Prom
"Benny" was a compassionate person.. He felt the pain of those he was
dose to and would help to improve their situation.
Simple and practical, he knew how to make one laugh. He enjoyed pulling
practical jokes on others. Although Benny" was disgusting and annoying at
times, it was all just in jest. And after performing a mischievous act, a smile
always broke across "Benny's' face. This loving, affectionate, car-
ing person with a unique sense of humor will sorely be missed.
S But God knows best and we'll trust him to see us through.
(rbher of $erbrice
Entrance Hymn # 326
Offertory Hymn #285
Peace Hymn # 273
Communion Hymn #310
Meditation Hymn #368
What a F
friend We Have In Jesus
1-13 Annette Davis
:1-6 Twana Lloyd
:5-11 Pamela Thomas
Bishop Elliott Thomas
There's A New World Somewhere
The Lord Is Risen To Life
Only A Shadow
t Your Feet Children of Mary
Goodnight Sweet Jesus
ODE TO BENNY
Full of Life, Laughter, Love and Happiness
Always caring Always sharing
You had so much to give
so much to receive
Yet prematurely you were taken from us.
Whatever the master plan was
we don't know
But well treasure the happy times
we spent together
Always jovial and bubbling over
You've touched our lives in ways
mere words cannot express
Until we meet again In the heavenly
land, sleep on in the hands of Jesus.
Pamela Thomas Raymond
But the just man, though he die
early, shall be at rest
For the age that is honorable comes
not with the passing of time,
nor can it be measured in terms of years.
Rather, understanding in the hoary
crown for men,
and an unsullied life, the attainment
of old age.
He who pleased God was loved;
he who lived among sinners was transported-
Snatched away, lest wickedness
pervert his mind
or deceit beguile his soul;
For the witchery of paltry things
obscures what is right
and the whirl of desire transforms
the innocent mind.
Having become perfect in a short
while, he reached the fullness of
a long career;
for his soul was pleasing to the LORD,
therefore he sped him out of the
midst of wickedness
But the people saw and did not understand,
nor did they take this into account!
So young and full of ambition, "Benny"
you were taken so quickly. It must have
all been In the plan. The plan that
eventually we all fit into. It just seems so
unfair. The one person who went the
extra mile; has gone the distance that
many of us fear.
We imagine you in a better place, where
the pain is over, the RUSH is just a calm
blur and every breath has become a gen-
tle whisper in the wind. I know we will
meet again; and whenever you pass by,
you can turn the rain into rainbows and
the tears into laughter. I know we will
The Class of 1991 Catholic High School
The sun peeks its head over the gray
clouds; barely enough to dry the drew on
each new leaf.
The wind blows like a sudden breath; you
sway from side to side clinging tightly to
a weak branch.
Slowly each petal unfolds exposing a tiny
new blossom. Shiny dew drops cascade
down the side of each shaky
Eager are the children to pick the prettiest
one. But the smallest flower always
Like a busy highway the ants stomp all
over your narrow stem attracting buzzing
birds that peck at the bright red fleshy
As the day's end draws near the sun sinks
back into hiding, the little flower
remains unpicked and shifted on his bro-
ken branch. Shyly he coses each petal
and folds himself
into a tight fist Willingly he drifts off his
comforting stem and rolls to the dust
and dirt where he began his short jour-
ney, waiting to be picked.
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Arrangements by John Thomas Funeral Home
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