OUR HERO

This pandemic is causing much mental, physical and emotional pandemonium and we are bidding farewell to our backbones, hearts, rocks, foundations and roots;

It is only right that we your family pay tribute to you our private hero, TARLVIN, that’s you!

Not only was your career fixing, answer calls promptly, mending, serving and honoring the requests of humanity throughout all walks of life; it was your life’s ministry, calling, mission and work of which was the same and because of you; we got each other with dignity, love and we get the unneeded strife.

Your mission was to use your hands to love, heal, give, share and make life better so that we can all freely live;

If God on earth was a person, you were indeed him to us and this is indeed felt, understood, known and real.

You see, SUPERMAN went into a “secret place” to put on his superpower blue uniform, you our  SUPERHERO never took yours off, you always wore blue.

A superhero is one who shows up, provides and saves the day; this is exactly what you did for our family daily.

THIS WAS TARLVIN TERRELL RANDALL.

No matter how fatigue, what was in the account, what he had going on; when it came to his family and babies, he stopped it all to assure that our needs and wants were met.

You were hardly seen but yet when we showed up, you were there.

You were hardly heard but when you spoke, your words of wisdom and messages reverberated repeatedly.

No, you didn’t enlist in the military yet you were our soldier; no you didn’t fight in wars but you went to battle for us daily; no you didn’t serve tours of duty; yet you were our hero with 400 sick days of which convey you held us up and down simultaneously. You assured us that we were covered, your love was unmatched and unquestionable for sure and that was felt, known, understood, clear and daily we could see it.

WE WILL FOREVER LOVE AND MISS YOU,

YOUR FAMILY!

 

Obituary

RIPE FRUIT!

 

SPRING: Tarlvin T. Randall was born July 02, 1973 in East Saint Louis, IL. He was the eldest of two children born to the union of Gregg Hatchett and Celerstine Randall. He is survived by his brother, Damian D. Randall, who resides in East St. Louis, IL. Tarlvin’s loving mother and maternal and paternal grandparents and aunt all preceded him in death.
SUMMER: Tarlvin received his primary school education East St. Louis School District 189.  He attended A.M. Jackson, Rock Hughes Quinn Jr. High School and Lincoln Sr. High where he graduated in 1992. He earned his Associate Degree in HVAC-Heating, Ventilation, AC & Refrigeration Tech 1998-2000. He also prided his career with the Hazel Bland Promise Center as a differently need counselor/caregiver. He brought them to church with him to get the spiritual nutrients he knew they needed and appreciated and he was under the supervision of Sister Forbes, Sister Vivian Thompson and Pastor Keith Bond.
Following graduation from Ranken, Tarlvin started his career started at Adam’s Mark Hotel in June 2000 to it became Hyatt Regency. He worked until his passing. It was here Tarlvin was the go to person for fixture, conversation and healing of the mind and spirit working in this atmosphere. He has always been laid back, cool, calm and collected and stayed with a sense of humor and meaningful messages.
Tarlvin accepted Christ under the late Garfield Hubbard Sr. at Morning Star Missionary Baptist Church and remained faithful and true to the the word of God he was taught until his passing.
FALL: In 1996, Talrvin and Marshata Randall married and it was then LOVE became a person and no longer a fictitious word. He not only talked love but exhibited it, gave it freely and taught it daily. He was a selfless man, father, son and friend. He had a heart of gold, a tone of compassion and genuinely did deeds because of his upbringing. Tarlvin took his role and title as DAD with the uttermost golden hearted truth as he could. We balanced each other  out and in writing this, I see who I had in a man, husband, friend and partner. He was so funny, loving, caring and compassionate filled. As our family grew, he never complained, he never not wanted, he never felt fatigued; he did what a man did and that was know things must be altered, changed, moved around and scaled back to assure our needs and some wants were met. If he could have been PAW PAW first, he would have. He loved his 3, bonus and Grand immensely. Tarlvin was a very proud man when it came to his family and little cousins. He was the BEAR HUGGER and now it all makes sense, he was just as gentle, soft and mean looking as a bear but soft as a kitten.
WINTER: Tarlvin leaves to cherish his memory: Wife, Marshata Caradine-Randall, Children, Bryson Pate (Savannah Woodhouse), Tamar Randall and Elizabeth Randall, Grandson, DA BJ, Father, Mr. Gregg Hatchett, Brother Damian D. Randall and a host of family and friends.
RIGHT SIDE INSIDE FLAP
TO MY B. MAN: YOUR DAD DIDNT CALL YOU JUST TO CALL YOU, HE SPOKE AUTHORITY OVER YOU. WHEN HE CHOSE TO LOVE YOU FIRST, I WAS NEXT. I NEVER REALLY APPRECIATED IT BECAUSE IT WASN’T MY GOAL. I WORKED, I WENT TO SCHOOL AND I REALLY DIDN’T NEED HIM SO I THOUGHT. HE TAUGHT ME MORE ABOUT ME THAN I CARED TO ACKNOWLEDGE AND HE LOVED US TO WHOLENESS, HEALING AND UNITY. HAD IT NOT BEEN FOR THIS MAN YOUR DAD, I WOULDN’T BE ABLE TO ENJOY AND HONOR THE MAN HE RAISED THAT WE PROUDLY CALL, SON! HE WAS MATCHLESS, FLAWLESS, INTENTIONAL AND A PRAYING MAN; YOU HAD A PERFECT MODEL, FATHER AND MAN TO EMULATE.
TO MY SWEET POTATO: YOU ARE THE CHILD THAT SHOCKED US, YOU ARE THE MOST ATHLETIC BUT IT WAS THE DEDICATION, DRIVE, SINCERITY AND WILL. YOUR DAD WANTED YOU TO FOLLOW YOUR HEART AND PASSION AND WHATEVER HE NEEDED TO DO TO MAKE SURE IT CAME TO FRUITION, ALL OF YOUR NEEDS WERE MET; HE MOVED, SHUFFLED, TRANFERED AND DID IT ALL BUT YOU HAD WHAT YOU NEEDED TO TOUCH DOWN ON A VOLLEYBALL COURT AND THE FRUIT OF HIS LABOR WAS MET WITH GRATITUDE, APPRECIATION AND THANKSGIVING BECAUSE, YOU WILL PUT VOLLEYBALL ON THE MAP BECASUE BLACK GRILS PLAY TOO!
TO MY TEENY TINY: WHEN YOU KNOW YOUR GOD ORDAINED CALLING, THERE IS NO ATTIRE, THERE IS NO EVENT, THERE IS NO NOTHING THAT WILL STAND IN THE WAY FROM YOU EXECUTING IT. IT JUST COMES THROUGH. YOUR DAD WAS AND WILL FOREVER BE PROUD OF YOU AND ANYTHING YOU DO/DID WAS AN UNDERSTATEMENT. YOUR DAD COMPLIMENTED AND SWELLED WITH PRIDE OFTEN JUST HOW LEVEL HEADED AND SOLID YOU WERE AND I KNOW HE WAS AT PEACE IN KNOWING THAT HIS JOB WAS COMING TO AN END BUT HIS LESSONS; YOU MASTERED!

 

See also  Connie Bobo

ORDER OF SERVICE

PROCESSIONAL                                                                                                                  FAMILY AND FRIENDS

SELECTION                                                                                                                                          ERNA FRENCH

SCRIPTURE                                                                                                                BISHOP LEMUEL N. MOORE

PRAYER                                                                                                                        PASTOR RAYMON COLLINS

ACKNOWLEDGEMEMENTS                                                                                                                 SECRETARY

OBITUARY                                                                                                                                      (READ SILENTLY)

REMARKS (Sister Vivian Thompson, Pastor Bond, Lois Laster and Regina  McNeil)

EULOGIST                                                                                                                        PASTOR DARIUS MILLER

PARTING VIEW                                                             (SINGING OF WELL DONE) SERENITY MEMORIAL

RECESSIONAL

 

Honorary Pallbearers Raymond Thomas, John Shelby, Darryl Randall, Wayne Randall, Donald Cole, Randall, Author Johnson,

Pallbearers Bryson Pate, Damian Randall, Geno Berry, Sr., Jared Austin, Lewis, Mario Randall, Kenny Keenan Mosley Jalonnie Johnson