My dad I miss you ,  I was coming to visit you, but because of COVID-19  I was not able to do so,  but we talk on the phone,  I am really sadden that I didn’t get to see you before you pass away.  One day we will meet in the New Jerusalem. 
Miss you dad love  ❤️ you
Marva mowatt 

  My experience with Skipper is heartwarming.  He was a wonderful Grandfather to me.  My Mother told me when I was very young my Father and Skip   were having a discussion and I jumped up to kick him and told him not to talk to my Daddy that way.  He never held that against me.
  
  I have fond memories of Him taking me to see Forest Gump, grabbing me by the hand to walk down Flatbush Ave., and Him telling me He would buy me another set of earrings because I lost the pair He just bought me.  Grandpa was always so patient, kind, and generous with me.  

  I spent some time with Him after I had my first son and He provided some much needed respite.  I woke up every morning to fresh cut papaya from His tree, cornmeal porridge, and a glass of orange juice all set up for me.  Skip had such a keen memory and would share so many stories of His younger days with me.   He built me up and gave me so much encouragement during this time.  

   I’m so thankful I was able to go with my Uncle earlier this year to see Him.  I didn’t think that it would be the last time.  I truly believed He was going to surpass 100 years.  His mind and energy was strong indeed.  I love my Grandpa Skipper and miss Him greatly.




I love you so much grandad I remember you teaching me how to play the organ and the time we spent together when I was little. I’m sorry that I couldn’t be there  but you truly lived a blessed and wonderful life.  You will truly be missed

My beloved Daddy, I wish I was there to hold your hand, and to rub your head before you departed this earth. Had covid19 not intervened, I would have been with you. 

No matter what anyone thought of Lionel and the life he lived, the most important thing is that he heeded the call of Christ: “come unto me all ye that labour and are heavily laden and I will give  you rest".  We truly belive that he had lain down the filthy garment of his sins and that he had put on the garment of 
righteousness and that he is now in the loving arms of his maker, Lord and Saviour.

I Iove you Daddy, with everything I am and I look forward to the day when we will be reunited and will worship together in the New Jerusalem 

From your daughter, Judith!!!

Skipper at Judy’s wedding and Beverly at Judy’s wedding 

                                     Impressions of My Father 

In my Dad I saw a journey of life.  I first saw a man living in the secular world going about his life until he had his own encounter with God. 

He was transformed into a person who is a lover of God.  I can say from my own observation or vantage point that he was wrapped up and tied up in the Lord.  All of his life experiences through the power of the Holy Spirit he was able to tie it all together; to exclusively focus on God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit. 

I have witnessed my dad’s transformation from focusing on worldly things to focusing on the Eternal; because God had become the focal point of his life. 

He had a great love for family and friends, and he was loyal to them.  When someone would come to him asking for assistance, he would treat their problem as if it was his own.  Once they left, they would have the assurance or certainty that whatever was asked of him, dad would give it some serious consideration. 

Dad was a man with a generous heart given to him by God at birth.  His eternal inheritance had priority over the things of this world.  He was a man on a mission to give his life solely to God.  He observed the Sabbath and he was an avid reader of the Holy Scriptures.  There are so many good and Godly things I remember about my father and like him I have decided to follow and set my eyes on the Heavenly Abode where God dwells. 

Dad, rest peacefully in the loving arms of our Lord, until we meet again. 

Lionel Jr. 

My uncle Lionel Mowatt, brother of my late father Hopeton Mowatt. Skipper as my uncle was known by to family and friends was an a proud man right up to his final passing. 
My fondest memory of my uncle was spending quality time with him October 2019, where i visited him at his home. We laugh, we talked and shared lovely memories. 
After i came back to the UK, we kept in touch weekly by phone and he always would ask when i will be coming back to visit and l told him i would be back in 2020, but unfortunately that wasn't to be due to the corona virus that prevented people in travelling. We still spoke weekly by phone, 
When hearing that uncle Lionel had taken ill and was transfer to a nursing home, l was sadden but we still spoke freely and i promise that as soon as i was able to visit i would come.
Yet again that time would not come as my uncle passed away 20th July 2020.
I would always treasure fondest memories of my dear departed uncle Lionel Mowatt.
On behalf of mum (mama), brothers Stanford, Lee, sister Inez and myself we would like to dedicate this poem to our beloved uncle and brother in law.
You can shed tears
that he is gone.
Or you can smile because he lived.
You can close your eyes and
pray that he will come back.
Or you can open your eyes and
see all that he has left.
Your heart can be empty because
you can’t see him.
Or you can be full of the love
that you shared,
You can turn your back on
tomorrow and live for yesterday,
Or you can be happy for tomorrow
because of yesterday.
You can remember him and
only that he is gone.
Or you can cherish his
memory and let it live on,
You can cry, close your mind,
be empty, and turn your back.
Or you can do what he would
have wanted, smile, open your
eyes, love and move on.
For the family of Lionel Mowatt, we would like to offer our sincere condolences and comforting prayers to you all for your father and grandfather. As you mourn your loss.
From Charmaine Mowatt, his beloved niece.


Over years he has shown me life long lessons. 
Love he has shown me over the years . Taught me it is unconditional when the world try to rephrase it as just a word. He was my rock whenever I was in a hard place. He always had a joke to ease any tension you may feel. He was  loved by any who knew him ,my Grandpa (Skipper)
Grandson ONEIL GRAY

What I remember about my father "Skipper":

I was very young and living in Johnson Town, in Lucea Jamaica WI, with my father's sister Louise Reid affectionately known as aunt Lou. My father had made a trip from the United States to visit his children, extended family, and friends.  

One day he decided to visit a few of his friends and he took me along with him.  We started walking on our way and his pace was quicker and longer than mine. Due to the fact that I was just a small lad, I had a difficult time keeping up with him because of his brisk walking. He stopped at a friend’s place who had a donkey and he borrowed that donkey for me to ride. I guess he saw how exhausted I was from all the walking. 

Traveling from town to town, everywhere we went I noticed that he was very well known and liked. Whenever anyone would ask anything of him in the way of a small deed or a favor; he would not hesitate to help in any way he could.  Even as a young child, I could see that my father was a rich man. Skipper had many friends that he loved and that love was easily reciprocated. 

This is only one of the many stories, and fond memories I have of my father. His kindness and generosity towards his fellow man knew no bounds. He will be missed by so many friends and family.

Lionel D. Mowatt Sr, a.k.a "Skipper". Peace and love on your journey to a better place.  

I look back at the day a few weeks ago when Mom called and told me you wanted to speak to me. I hesitated to call because I wasn’t sure what I was going to say. When I spoke to you, you sounded strong yet I could hear tiredness in your voice. You were happy and ready to go. I’m so glad I got to say goodbye and to tell you for the umpteenth time how grateful I was for you as I wouldn’t be living here in the States if it weren’t for you. I wish I had more time to spend with you, and for you to meet your other great-grandson but the memories I do have will keep me until we meet again in heaven. I love you Grandpa, and you will live forever in my heart ❤️ 

OBITUARY

Lionel D. Mowatt Sr.

December 23, 1921 – July 20, 2020

Fountainhead Funeral Home & Memorial Park

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