Raymond Carl Jones Jr.
March 5, 1948 – February 22, 2021
A Celebration of Life for Raymond C. Jones, Jr.
Raymond C. Jones, Jr. was born on March 5, 1948, to loving parents, Raymond Carl Sr. and Juanita Lorraine Jones at Queen of Angels Hospital, in Los Angeles, California. He was the eldest of three children born to the union.
After graduating from Hyde Park Academy High School in 1965, Raymond enlisted in the United States Navy where he served two years and received his honorable discharge on February 17, 1967. Raymond’s last duty assignment was aboard the USS Tidewater. He held his service in high esteem as he wore the USS Tidewater apparel proudly.
Raymond received an Associate of Arts degree in Auto Mechanic at Pasadena City College. This knowledge enabled Raymond to tinkle under the hood of any automobile, from cars to motor homes.
Raymond began his employment with the City of Los Angeles, Police Department in 1974, as a Auto Mechanic. In 1978, Raymond promoted to Traffic Officer and to Traffic Officer Supervisor in 1986. He retired after 30 1/2 years on March 3, 2004, assigned to the Police Department, Attorney General Office as a Hearing Officer II.
Raymond met and fell in love with his wife Renee and was married on April 9, 1994 in Las Vegas, Nevada. The two of them shared unconditional love in a peaceful loving home for the past 27 wonderful years. Their relationship exemplified love, honor and respect.
Raymond loved cruising, fishing, and most of all, camping. Raymond would camp at the beach, in the woods, in the city; it didn’t matter, as long as he was enjoying his motor home with the Jr. Jones, Munoz, Moncree & Hightower families. He traveled all over, visiting places such as Mt. Rushmore, the Grand Canyon, Yellowstone, Canada and many other sites and places.
Raymond’s greatest pastime passion was his computers. Anyone who knew Raymond knew he was truly a “Computer Geek.” He spent hours tearing down and rebuilding computers and anything associated with a computer. He would spend hours every Sunday, on the phone, gaming with his son Darryl. During the week, Raymond enjoyed listening to podcasts and online computer geeks, for new ideas on updating his computer with the newest technology.
Raymond leaves to cherish his memories, his loving and devoted wife, Renee: three sons, Darryl Austin, Edward Williams-Jones, Raymond Jones III; one step-son, Steven Banks (Safiyah); one sister Donna Munoz (Chris); five grandchildren David, Steven, Devonte, Amiyah, Aaliyah; five great-grandchildren Analis, Andrew, Alisha, Kylian, Emmarie; in-laws, nephews, nieces and a host of family and friends.
Raymond we love and miss you and yes you are “OK FINE!”
Monday, April 12, 2021
Monday, April 12, 2021
Raymond Carl Jones Jr.
March 29, 2021
Raymond you were my lover, my protector, my companion, my friend. Raymond I never thought of life without you because we had gone through good and not so good (never bad); sickness and health; but we always made it through by the grace of God. Raymond I know you fought long and hard to come back home to me, but God wanted you more. Sweetheart I miss you so much, but I KNOW I will see you again.
DEAR HUSBAND IN HEAVEN
I thought of you with love today
but that is nothing new
I thought about you yesterday
and days before that too,
I think of you in silence
I often speak your name
All I have are memories
and your picture in a frame
Your memory is my keepsake
with which I’ll never part
God has you in His keeping
I have you in my heart.
March 22, 2021
Momone, there were only two people allowed to call him that; my baby sister and me. Others tried it, didn’t work.
Momone was more than our big brother. He was 9 years older and I thought of him more as a father figure most of my childhood. He played with us, tickling us until we threw up from laughter. Didn’t go over well with my mom. He was the ultimate weekend babysitter, watching cartoons on Saturday morning and scaring us to death with horror movies on Saturday night.
Momone had strong convictions, a strong sense of right and wrong, good and bad. And didn’t hesitate to let you know what was what. When it came to my mom we were not allowed to swear in front of her or tattle tale on each other or him or worry her in any way. You would regret it.
On snowy days in Chicago, he would make us milk shakes. Snow from the window sill with sugar, vanilla and milk. Sooo good. He would take us to Walgreens for sodas and we would get in trouble because he taught us how to shoot straw paper and the soda jerk didn’t think it was funny that we used all the straws in the jar shooting straw wrappers at each other.
I was the fanciful one. As I grew up he encouraged me to do things that I would not have done except for his support. Like joining the glee club all through elementary and Jr. High School, running for freshmen class president when we moved to California and I knew no one, being a cheerleader, drama and high school musical and attending theatre school while in high school. He always encouraged us. He had as much fun as I did living out my dreams.
As a young adult and disco dummy and wannabe superstar, he felt I needed to settle down and get a job that would offer me security and a pension for the future. I didn’t want to work for the City of LA like him and my sister but I felt he knew better and I took the test and went to work for LAPD. 34 years later, 4 promotions, I retired with a secure pension and again he was right, again.
March 19, 2021
I remember every Sunday I would get my call from my dad. The first thing he would say is “how’s the patient.” Then we would be playing or game together for hours. I will miss those times with him. They were some of the best times of my life. I love you so much dad and I will miss you dearly. I’m not saying goodbye I’m saying I’ll see you later.