Cleroy C. Dykes

March 4, 1938June 30, 2018

LYNN - Mr. Cleroy C. Dykes, died Saturday morning, June 30, 2018, in a local nursing home following a lengthy illness. He was the son of the late Moses C. Dykes and Phyllis Dykes – Hector. Born in Lynn, he attended the Lynn school system and was a lifelong resident of the city. Cleroy was employed by the Lynn Shoe Industry and retired from the Union Hospital about 2003, where he was a dedicated employee, not missing a day of work. He loved to walk and bike throughout Lynn and was a frequent customer of Brothers Deli on Market Street. Cleroy was also known for his ability to work on bicycles of all sorts.

Cle, as he was often called, was preceded in death by his sister and brother -in- law, Amelia E. Battle (Dykes) and Edward A. Battle. He is survived by four bothers and one sister; Elgar B. Dykes (Ann), Cincinnati, Ohio, Phyllis Elaine Dykes, Richard (Evelyn) Dykes and Pierre (Karen) Dykes of Syracuse, NY and Aubrey Hector Jr of Lynn, MA. Cleroy is survived by many nieces, nephews and friends.

The funeral service will be held on Monday, July 9, 2018 at 11am in the CUFFE-MCGINN FUNERAL HOME, 157 Maple Street, Lynn. Relatives and friends are invited. Visitation prior to the service beginning at 10:00 a.m. The burial will be private. Gifts in his memory may be sent to the Life Care Center of North Shore, 111 Birch Street, Lynn, MA 01902. For more information or to register in the online guestbook, please visit


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Carla Dykes DeSalvia

August 7, 2018

A few weeks ago, the Dykes family from Syracuse, NY gathered to share in the loss of Cleroy Dykes. Amazingly, we all had similar thoughts and memories of the bother and uncle that pasted away in June. No tears were shed as we laughed and smiled about all the wonderful memories we had with Cle and because of Cle.

For years, decades, Cle would come to Syracuse each summer to spend time with his father Moses and family. Our first sign of summer was Cleroy’s visit just prior to the fourth of July! Even when my grandfather passed away in 1987, Cle continued to visit in July and sometimes at Christmas too.

During his visits to Syracuse we would all be constantly reminded that “Boston was his home town” or he’d “bop you in the nose” or my personal favorite….the mischievous smile and twinkle in his eye when he asked “Who me?!?”

Many people struggled to understand Cleroy when he spoke as he had hearing and speech issues. As frustrating for us as it may have been to understand him, he was very patient and determined to make sure that he was correctly understood. Cleroy was a true testament in overcoming obstacles, being your own advocate and successfully dealing with disabilities and adversity.

When someone passes there is always that harsh reality that their physical self may no longer be here on Earth. But with us, when it comes to our brother, uncle and friend, the memories, laughter and smiles will forever be in our hearts when we think or reminisce about Cleroy Dykes.

Michael Battle

July 23, 2018

My Uncle Cle...Gentle, Kind, Caring and Loved by All. Like my Sisters and Cousin, I too remember his 3 wheeled, covered, sit down, 2 seater, 3 speed (for lack of a better word) "bike." I think I may have borrowed it the most...having riden on the streets of Lynn...from Collins St Ct. to the Lynn Beach and many other places in between. Seemingly, everyone stopped and had to look twice and smile. Verbal communication was at times challenging, but we all knew what he was trying to convey. And then there was the fist...his signature go to move, which always made us/me laugh. Rest peacefully Uncle Cle as you are now with your Mother, Sister, Aunt and Brother-in-Law...and until we meet again, give Mom and Dad a hug for Me/Us.
Lovingly, Your Nephew

Pamela Anasoulis (Battle )

July 22, 2018

I too remember asking uncle Cle to use his 3 wheel peddle sit down tricycle. And peddling all around Lynn with friends. I felt special because it was one of a kind and the envy of many. He would often say when you saw him a big hello and going for my nose saying "I've got your nose" as a young child I would say uncle Cle can I have my nose back and he would put it back on my face. As i got older i would do it to him . We would laugh and his fist would go up and eventually i would give him his nose back. Uncle Cle was very special to me. I didn't always know what he was saying but knew he loved me. I was his favorite neice., when I was with him and realized that I was one of his many neices and we were ALL his favorite. That's how he showed his love for us by making us all feel special. He loved his family and friends which were many all over Lynn. Until we meet again rest in peace and give mom and dad, Auntie Althea, and Gram a hug and kiss. Save us a place in heaven close to you all. Love your neice Pam

Carla King

July 20, 2018

Heaven has gained another angel. My fondest memories of my Uncle Cle were those times he rode his bike to visit us. While I found it somewhat difficult to understand him at times his smile and kind heart was unmistakeable. His signature gesture....... the fist. It always came with a smile and an understanding that he wanted nothing but the best for you. Uncle Cle you are loved and will be missed. Rest peacefully!

Tracy Battle

July 20, 2018

Where to begin? My quiet kind hearted uncle Cle. I remember looking forward to your visits as you would always allow ALL the neighborhood kids to ride your unique 3 wheeler cycle. You always greeted us with "how are you" to which we'd respond "good". You'd make that fist and say "you better be or I'll send you to the moon". It wasn't always easy to understand you but you were amazing at showing the world how to be kind. I know heaven has a new angel. I will see you one day dear Uncle, rest in peace. You will be missed.

Tracy Battle

July 20, 2018

Where to begin ? My quiet kind hearted uncle, I remember looking forward to your visits as you would always allow ALL the neighborhood kids to ride your unique 3 wheeler cycle. You always asked how we were doing. Always showing how caring you were. You would say "how are you" and we'd respond "good" you would make that fist and say "you better be or I'll send you to the moon". It wasn't always easy to understand you but you were amazing at showing the world how to be kind. Uncle Cle. I will see you again one day. Until then dear Uncle you will be missed . Heaven has a new angel.

Beth Wall

July 19, 2018

Uncle Cleroy was a kind quiet yet very observant man. As a young person I remember one day at home being somewhat sad. This day Uncle Cle rode his bike to visit with our family (as he did often) and was his usual silly self. He noticed I wasn’t myself asked if I was ok. I responded yes Uncle Cle....I’m fine. He lifted his hand made a fist and said something like “are you sure? Well....I BUSTED OUT LAUGHING! 😂 That was the end of my sad day. I just remember smiling every time he lifted his fist. Now I will think of him and smile every time I see someone make a funny gesture like that. Till we meet again my dear Uncle...,,Rest In Peace. 😘❤️ Love one of your nieces .... Beth.

Evan Flamer

July 19, 2018

Often, in my youth, I struggled to understand exactly what Cle was saying to me. As I matured, I realized that it wasn’t necessary for me to capture each word spoken but to relish and embrace the love, enthusiasm and joy which was the essence of every conversation I ever had with Cle. Rest In Peace cousin, Evan

Aubrey Hector

July 19, 2018

My memories are all pleasant about my Uncle Cleroy. I loved his passion for wrestling and the magazine's he'd bring me after attending a match at the Boston Garden. I loved the 3Wheel bike ...the only one of its kind, in the late 70's. He dog(s)...Duke. Always gentle and kind. As children, we always knew that there was the chance to take a "trip to the moon" at anytime, while in his presence.

He will surely be missed.

Aubrey C Hector III- Nephew

William Gifford

July 9, 2018

Cle was a disarmingly beautiful person. He was kind, loving and loyal. He always performed to the fullest measure of his potential -- so much so, that I never saw his limitations in any way as challenges. He triumphed to his fullest measure. When his obituary says that he never missed so much as one day of work, those who knew him understand what a sincere and flattering assessment of his righteous character that truly is. Everyone loved him. His was a happy and successful life.