Mr. Henry Thomas Jr.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, in all your ways

submit to him, and He will make your paths straight.” Proverbs 3:5-6

Henry Thomas Jr. was born on February 26, 1960, to the late Henry Thomas Sr. and Mary Eloise

Thomas.

Henry attended Saint Philomena, Belmont Elementary, Labadieville Elementary and Assumption

High.

Henry was cherished by everyone, spreading warmth wherever he went. He epitomized the essence

of manhood. He infused joy and never hesitated to assist others, and his smile will live on through

time. Henry was a spiritual man, bible in hand everywhere he went.

Henry accomplished many talents such as truck driving, hauling cane, and driving across the

country. He worked in various companies such as J. Ray McDermott where he retired in 20.

Henry Hobbies were CB calling, his handle was “24 in the bayou”. He loved entertaining everyone

he met with his harmonica and his vast knowledge of music. His character would light up everyone.

Henry was a faithful Christian. Whenever there was a situation in a conversation with someone, he

knew the verse that coincides with the conversation.

On Friday morning, December 27, 2024, with his beloved family beside him when the angel of death

plucked a flower from the garden and placed it where Henry could see all his loved ones he missed

dearly in heaven.

Henry leaves to cherish her memories, his loving mother Mary E Thomas, one son Kyren Johnson;

one daughter, Khailyn Johnson of Gibson, LA, six sisters, Joyce Blizzard (Lawrence) of

Napoleonville, LA, Brenda Thomas of Labadieville, LA, Dianne Thomas of PA, Carol Johnson of

Napoleonville, LA, Cordelia Landry of Plattenville, LA and Cecelia Perry of Houston, TX; and one

brother, Jerry Lee Thomas (Sharon) Labadieville, LA; two bonus sisters, Gloria Ward and LaQuita Ward and one bonus brother, Phillip Ward, Jr; two stepchildren, Shanina Blake and Shanta Toups, along with a host of nieces, and nephews,cousins and friends.

Henry was preceded in death by his wife Zenobia Johnson Thomas, and his father, Henry Thomas Sr.

A Sister's Poem

I knew you were gone before I was told. It’s a morning that I will never forget. A few minutes after our sister Cordelia left to go to work you were gone. I couldn’t believe it when I saw your chest rising up and down. It was one of the most painful times in my life

I knew you were gone. Some words never have to be spoken. Sometimes the heart and soul know that in which the mouth isn’t able to speak. My shattered heart knew then that I would never see or hear your voice again.

The agony of losing you is still there. The part of my heart that talks about you breathes through it. I could’ve done more. I should’ve done more. I should’ve made an effort to go see you more often. I should’ve taken better care of you. I should’ve made a greater effort to get to know you; not the public you, but rather the part of you that felt like you had to shoulder your burdens alone.

I miss your smile. I miss your spirit. I miss your unspoken generosity. I miss all the examples of you showing up, being there for me, with acts of kindness that didn’t require spoken words. I love you. I miss you.

Rest easy my brother. My heart is still heavy but know that I love you and I know we will meet someday soon.

With all my Love, Your Sister Joyce aka Whisel