“(I am) feeling more spiritually aligned and blessed than EVER. I fell in love with becoming the best version of myself and the rewards have been life altering. I’m vibrating higher. Peace and Positivity are abundant on this side and self-love is the permanent aesthetic. I don’t want or need for anything because everything meant for me is already mine or en route. Solitude + Meditation + Manifestation will do the trick ; and I’m a magician. Love that for me”
My energy is determined by my own perspective… -Cally
Remembering Cally
8.11.92-2.22.21
Ihave fought a good fight; I have finished my course. I have kept the faith. Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day; and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing. – 2 Timothy 4:7-8
The Beginning
On August 11, 1992, while making her famous guava duff, Willimae went into labour with her last, baby boy and shortly after gave birth. She and Calvin Edgecombe welcomed their son at The Princess Margaret Hospital, and they lovingly named him Calvon Tremaine Edgecombe.
Calvon’s formative years were spent on the quiet island of Abaco with his parents and brothers, Anwar Seymour and Calvin Edgecombe. In Abaco, Calvon established lifelong friendships and bonds. His bubbly and infectious personality was that of no other, and for that he was always the gem that stood out. He was also known to be very outspoken and Calvon used that trait to the best of his ability and was often seen in many debates.
Although young, Calvon was wise and talented beyond his years. He attended St Francis De Sales Catholic School and graduated in 2010 with distinction and was a proud member of the school’s debate team. Shortly after graduating from high school, he decided to continue his education in Irving, Texas where he studied Mass Communications with a minor in Design at The North Lake College. Calvon’s passion was always Design and he found himself freelancing on weekends taking on many opportunities--one
being with the renowned Wallflower Agency of Dallas. He made quite the name for himself and still had so much work he had yet to finish.
Calvon was admired for not only his drive, but his dedication and loyalty to those he loved most. Though his countenance often appeared reserved, his passion for justice and equality and his competitive drive fueled countless conversations with family and friends. He was indeed the problem solver and there was nothing too hard for him to figure out.
Before falling ill, he made a pact with himself to affirm daily, to pray more and to love intentionally – ultimately; to be the best him that he could possibly be, and he challenged those around him to do the very same. His mantra for 2020 became,
“Love and light are all that really matter.
Choose those”.
Those very words will forever resonate in the hearts and minds of all that had the privilege to know and love Calvon Tremaine Edgecombe. His purpose was indeed fulfilled as he left a notable mark on the hearts of any individual, both young and old, that he came into contact with.
The Rebirth
On Monday, February 22nd at the age of 28, Calvon was called to leave his earthly place and he peacefully transitioned to his residence above. He took his crown and his rightful place in the arms of the Lord.
Calvon was predeceased by his grandmother: Berlene Johnson; brother: Calvin “Ceej” Edgecombe; cousins: Gregory “GB” Bain Jr and Shenandoah “Shanny” Greene.
Left to cherish his memories are : Parents: Willimae Cooper (Curtis Cooper) and Calvin Edgecombe (Elsie Edgecombe); Step-Mom: Beverly LuskRolle; Brother: Anwar Seymour; Step Siblings: Tatyana Rolle, Donnika Kersaint, and Donald Rolle Jr.; Aunts: Ernestine Bethell, Vernette Newbold, Geneva Johnson, Gweldela Williams-Bethell, Marilyn Meeres, Kelly Lockhart, Patrice Bethell, Portia Bethell and Lydia Bethell, Carmen Cornish, Christine Swaby, Diedre Henfield, Zelma Bain, Sophia Edgecombe, and Sherry Edgecombe; Uncles: Rispah Edgecombe, Falcon Edgecombe, Geron Edgecombe, Philip Bethell, Carlon Bethell, Kevin Bethell, Jeffrey Bethell; Uncles-
in-Law: The Hon Darren Henfield, Bishop Samuel Cornish, Sonny Joffre, Charlie Johnson, Patrick Swaby, Gregory Bain; Aunts-in-Law: Demetria Edgecombe, Shanell Bethell, Beverly Bethell.
Nieces: Ambri Seymour, Jasmine and Mariah Edgecombe, Najah Miller and Aleadra Edgecombe; Nephews: Armani Seymour and Lorenzo Kersaint; Cousins: Tara and Crystal Bethell, Paige Archer, Lakia Thompson, Valentino and Kiatra Adderley, Kiano Bowe, Chaqua Ferguson, Samuel and Joshua Cornish, Mario Meeres, Warren Wilson, Jonte’ Augusta, Giovanno Bain, Shagerra and Shanishka Edgecombe, Tehran and Tahron Edgecombe, Anishka Bethell; Godparents: Leona Greene and Psyche Edwards; Special Friends: Halson Ferguson, Simone Pinder, Jamie Driver, Dakotah Delancy, Jamie Bethell, Suzette James, Melanie Swaby, Alissa Gibson, Donovon Alexander, Devon Carroll, Andrew Cannon, Brandisha Adderley, Bernadette Davis, Brandon Miller, and a host of other relatives and friends who loved him dearly; including the staff of Medical City Las Colinas.
Moderator: Rev. Simpson (Rudy) McKinney
(Senior Pastor of Full Gospel Assembly Sand Bank Abaco)
Seating Of The Family
Praise and Worship
Opening Prayer | Pastor Clent Laroda
Congregational Hymn | 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.
Programme
(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.
First Scripture Reading | Leona Green (Godmother) 1 Thessalonians Ch.4:13-18
Special Singing | Pastor Gary Hudson
Second Scripture Reading | Shagerra Edgecombe (Cousin) John Ch.14:1-6
Psalmist | Mrs. Anitra Pinder
Eulogy | Bishop Samuel Cornish
Prayer for Family | Rev. Stafford Symonette
Committal: Bishop Samuel Cornish
“It’s all love on this side.”-Cally
“These days, I’m letting God handle all things above me.”
-Cally
Graveside HYMNS
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.
(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)
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.
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.
IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
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
It Is Finished
There’s a line that is drawn through the ages
On that line stands an old rugged cross
On that cross, a battle is raging
To gain a man’s soul or it’s loss
(Chorus)
It is finished, the battle is over; it is finished, there’ll be no more war
It is finished, the end of the conflict; it is finished and Jesus is Lord
On one side, march the forces of evil
All the demons, all the devils of hell
On the other, the angels of glory
And they meet on Golgotha’s hill
The earth shakes with the force of the conflict
And the sun refuses to shine
For there hangs God’s son, in the balance
And then through the darkness he cries
Yet in my heart, the battle was still raging
Not all prisoners of war had come home
These were battlefields of my own making
I didn’t know that the war had been won
Oh, but then I heard the king of the ages
Had fought all the battles for me
And that victory was mine for the claiming
And now praise his name, I am free.
Tribute To My BROTHER:
My world hasn’t been the same since you left, you were the one that actually made it all make sense. With you gone, I’m truly empty. My mind knows that you’re in a better place, I just can’t explain it to my heart. It’s been extremely difficult trying to find words to even describe the pain I’ve felt over the past few weeks. My best-friend, my confidant, my diary, my peace, my brother - the world lost someone great when we lost you. You were truly incomparable, rare to say the least. I could never forget your smile, your laugh, your ability to light up a room without even trying. The way you gave your best to everyone and everything you truly loved. I can go on for days about the person you were, but the memories will forever remain. I’ll hold them tight until we meet again.
“I am better for knowing you, better for loving you, better for having met you. May you be as blessed in the next life, my friend, as I was in this one by knowing you”
-I love you always, Taty
Tribute to Tremaine WHAT IS GREIF? IF
NOT LOVE PERSEVERING.
Calvon, we miss you and your absence is heavy. We Cherish each moment we’ve shared with you and use them to uplift our spirits when we tire from the weight of your loss but use those cherished memories more importantly to inspire us to live our fullest lives without apology and in full truth. Your kind soul and authenticity are the qualities this family are going to miss you for the most. From a toothless kid running around Spring City
to a smart mouthed teenager running your mom’s businesses, to the Young Man inspiring his close friends and family by following his dream abroad and speaking life and purpose to people stuck behind the iron curtain of insecurity and stigma. Your Life was a blessing from God and passed on so gracefully to those of us who loved you.
Love, Bradley
Life has a funny way about it ..... even though you were a million miles away you still was always so close to me .
We’d be on the phone for hours everyday. I mean Calvon thought he had all the correct answer to dieting, decorating,cooking, councilor, doctor and most of all Fashion and yes I trusted everything you said because you were always correct !
If Calvon picked out a outfit for me and I didn’t like it he would always say “go out looking stink then “ and we’d die laughing
The last conversation we had I knew something wasn’t right it was the words you chose when you spoke “ I thank God he gave me a second chance in life to get it right “ to be exact was one of the last things you told me and I thank God for that !!!
My family and I have been through a lot, but we trust Gods plans.
You’re God alone and that’s just the way it is in the Good times and Bad .
Take your rest Cally �� Brezzy Love Chaqua, Mya and Zion
TRIBUTE TO CALVON T. EDGECOMBE, MY STUDENT, SON, AND FRIEND
By Georgia Curry
Dearest Calvon,
Istill cannot come to grips with the purpose for which I am honoring you with this tribute. It feels as if I am in a horrible nightmare. I will never forget getting home from work and answering my ringing phone, only to hear Abbey say, “Mommy, I have some bad news, and I’m so very sorry, Mommy.” I only believed what she told me after I called Taty and Ms. Willimae, while desperately asking God to let them tell me that what I had heard was nothing more than a case of mistaken information.
Calvon, you were more than a student to me, and I am so glad you knew that. The last time I saw you, I had been visiting my family in Spring City. I can see us now. Neither of us had known the other was in town. I stepped outside the house and who did I see? My Cally. Of course, I shouted gleefully, “Calvon Edgecombe!” You responded, “Ms. Williams!!” We hurried towards each other and embraced. Our catching up included reminiscing on old jokes we shared while you were in school…and they were many!
My son, my heart is utterly broken. I get a headache every time I think of you and force myself to reconcile my mind to the knowledge that you are not here in the flesh. Still, I know that God is in control, so I push myself to remember all the awesome memories I was blessed to share with you. What an honor it was to have a student like you. There was never a dull moment with you. Once you found out that there was more to my personality than my strictness as a teacher, you would not leave me alone. You learned that we both had a wicked sense of humor, sarcasm could have easily been our middle name, and when it came to being frank, we knew no other way. Most mornings, you would come straight to see me, and sometimes you would be waiting at my door. You would tell me some joke or knowingly terrorize me so I would say something that would make you laugh.
You would find the simplest things I
say funny, and you would laugh your head off, and say, “Ms. Williams, you don’t understand. What makes it even funnier is that you don’t even know you’re being funny!” Oh Calvon, you were something else! Sometimes I would deliberately learn and use the “in talks” just so you would flash your head dramatically, look at me in disbelief, burst out laughing, and say, “Ms. Williams, what you say? No Ms. Williams, don’t.” It was so easy to love you, Calvon. Not only were you dedicated to excelling academically, but you also had a larger-than-life personality, you were fun loving, and an all-around beautiful soul.
Calvon, we miss you, and because of that, we might say, “gone too soon,” but you know what, “Fly Guy Cally?” Everyone who knew you knows you were here! And NEVER will you be forgotten. You effortlessly made sure of that. From the way you talked, to the way you walked; from your go-getter mindset and unique sense of creativity to your unapologetic aura oozing confidence, you, my love, will live on in our hearts.
Calvon, I love you, but God loves you best. Knowing that you gave your life to Him is the only thing that makes this pain bearable. Rest in peace, Baby Boy. Rest in peace, Calvon. Thank you for being a part of some of the fondest memories I will ever have as a teacher.
Love forever, Your Ms. Williams
This is one unbelievable thing I never dreamt when we talk last you was not feeling well even in your sickness we laughed until you said I hollering I will hold on to the many jokes we shared in our last conversation love forever.
Auntie Carmen
To My Sweet CALVON
Iam thankful to God for allowing our souls to meet. Thank you for understanding the parts of me I thought were too outlandish to even express. You were captivated by the core of who I am, and I cannot express enough how that has elevated my confidence and inspired dreams I had not even thought of. Your mind was so intriguing to me. You were unapologetically you. Unshaken and firm. The best parts of my days were rides to and from work with you, dissecting our day, off-loading and laughing uncontrollably. The days when our rides were silent were special too, because when you know, you just know! I love you for being that beam of light and encouragement that I needed before I entered the next season of my life. Your potential was undeniable. You were so excited for the future that I cannot help but feel we were robbed. Your life has been a definite blessing to mine, and I thank God for you. In another dimension, without a physical body, I would still be able to identify your soul. I love you DEEP. Always and Forever.
“The restorative power of real love is unmatched.”
-Cally
“Thank God for a mother who raised me to know my lane and stay in it.” -Cally
