- Date Of Birth: December 18, 1967
- Date Of Death: September 19, 2017
- State: New York
Lawrence Allen James was born December 18, 1967 in Brooklyn, New York. He was the youngest of four children born to Eley Bernard and Hattie Beatrice James (both deceased).
Lawrence was educated through the New York City Public School system. He completed his education at Medgar Evers College
Lawrence was employed for many years with the New York City Housing Authority. Lawrence attended Glover Memorial Baptist Church as a child and as an adult attended BiblewayChurch in Brooklyn.
Lawrence, known to his friend as “L” loved life. He did not care who you were, if you needed his help, he was there for you;–man, woman or child, even animals. He had a talent for working with his hands. An avid fisherman, he loved reading, cycling, music and traveling. When the ‘love of his life’, Chyna (Squirt) was born he was overjoyed.
Although the “little brother,” Lawrence was sometimes placed in the “big brother’s” role in that he would always help his sisters with anything that required a manly touch. He loved to help his sister Laurie with all of her “do-it-yourself home improvement projects,” and his sparring partner, Verlina. He loved her cooking and would defend her to the end.
Lawrence was a very strong determined young man. The recipient of many awards and certificates, none made him more proud than the award he received for his outstanding community work from Mayor Michael Bloomberg. Even while sick, he was attending school to become an auto mechanic. He wanted to work on tractor-trailers and big rigs. He was just two classes shy of completing his studies.
He leaves to cherish his memory: his daughter, Chyna; his sisters, Laurie and Verlina; his brother, Bernard; his brother-in-law, Junius; his nieces, Asha, Annastasia and Myasia; his great nephews, Christian, Jowell, Pierce, and Chase; great-niece Bailey; his loving aunts, uncles and cousins, his special friend, Patrice and a host of extended family and friends.
If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I’d walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.
