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Austin will have a live virtual memorial celebration.
Date: Saturday, April 2nd, 2022
Time: 9:00am PDT (California) 11:00am JAM (Jamaica) 12:00pm EDT (NY and Florida) 5:00pm BST (England) Please check this site for the link to the ceremony.
Austin Olivier Coleman was a caring father, grandfather, brother, and friend. After weathering serious medical issues in recent years, he... see more
Austin will have a live virtual memorial celebration.
Date: Saturday, April 2nd, 2022
Time: 9:00am PDT (California) 11:00am JAM (Jamaica) 12:00pm EDT (NY and Florida) 5:00pm BST (England)
Please check this site for the link to the ceremony.
Austin Olivier Coleman was a caring father, grandfather, brother, and friend. After weathering serious medical issues in recent years, he passed away on March 24, 2022 at 84 years of age.
Austin was born to Hilda Anderson and Michael Coleman on June 11, 1937 in Ginger RIdge (Saint Catherine), Jamaica. At age 17, Austin left Ginger Ridge to apprentice as an auto mechanic at United Motors in Kingston, Jamaica.
Austin immigrated to London England at around 20 years of age. At age 22, he wed his wife, Rayadella. Together, they had one child: Floyd. His most fond memories included the time he spent with his brothers-in-law and other close friends at the London Apollo Club.
In 1972, Austin immigrated to the United States in search of greater economic opportunities. He was employed as a security guard at CitiCorp for many years. Austin loved music, sports, cars, traveling, and having meaningful conversations with friends and family.
Austin is survived by his son Floyd (Rhonda); grandchildren: Patrice and Malik; sisters: Inez "Pearl", Averyll "Madge", Anita, Lee, and Pearl; and a host of extended family members in the United States, Canada, Jamaica, and England.
Song for My Father
by Horace Silver
If there was ever a man Who was generous, gracious and good That was my dad The man A human being so true He could live like a king 'Cause he knew The real pleasure in life
To be devoted to And always stand by me So I'd be unafraid and free
If there was ever a man Who was generous, gracious and good That was my dad The man A human being so true He could live like a king 'Cause he knew The real pleasure in life
To be devoted to And always stand by me So I'd be unafraid and free
If there was ever a man Who was generous, gracious and good That was my dad The man, The man
Please accept my sincere condolences for the loss of your loved one. May God give you the needed comfort and strength at this difficult time. Isaiah 41:10
Paul PorteousMy Uncle Austin you will be truly missed and I will cherish the memories of you from childhood to adulthood, and just wanted to let you know I had fish & chips in papers last night in memory of you. As I remember this was a favourite dish of yours when... moreMy Uncle Austin you will be truly missed and I will cherish the memories of you from childhood to adulthood, and just wanted to let you know I had fish & chips in papers last night in memory of you. As I remember this was a favourite dish of yours when you lived in England.
Paul PorteousMessage from Velma Porteous - Floyd I know you will miss your dad dearly, and I will to. I remember when Austin used to come to my home, I used to make sure his big bunch of grapes would be waiting here for him. So, whilst we would chat away he would... moreMessage from Velma Porteous - Floyd I know you will miss your dad dearly, and I will to. I remember when Austin used to come to my home, I used to make sure his big bunch of grapes would be waiting here for him. So, whilst we would chat away he would eat his grapes. Austin say hello to Sonny for me.