Roy A. Lawrence
July 19, 1931 – February 2, 2019
Roy A. Lawrence, age 87, of Port Neches, Texas passed away on Saturday February 2, 2019. Roy was a native of Cranston, RI. He served his country in the U.S. Air Force during the Korean Conflict, he retired from the U.S. Postal Service. Roy enjoyed his family and spending quality time with them, he also enjoyed cooking and was an avid woodworker.
Roy is survived by his wife, Debbie Lawrence; his sons, Roy "Buddy" (Jo Ann) Lawrence and Donald (Jill) Lawrence; a daughter Kathi (Richard) Orgeron; his grandchildren, Joseph (Alisha), Eric Lawrence, and Rachel Lawrence. Roy is, also, survived by a host of nieces and nephews from Rhode Island.
A gathering of friends for Roy will be held Monday, February 4, 2019 from 2:00 PM to 4:00 PM following a private family committal service will be held.
Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.grammier-oberle.com for the Lawrence family.
- Debbie Lawrence, Wife
- Roy "Buddy" (Jo Ann) Lawrence, Son
- Donald (Jill) Lawrence, Son
- Kathi (Richard) Orgeron, Daughter
- Joseph (Alisha) Lawrence, Grandson
- Eric Lawrence, Grandson
- Rachel Lawrence, Granddaughter
- Mr. Lawrence is, also, survived by a host of nieces and nephews from Rhode Island.
- A Gathering of Friends Monday, February 4, 2019
Roy A. Lawrence
February 6, 2019
Mr. Roy was a dear friend of my mother, Sylvia B. Sylvia, and my father, Harold Sylvia. I have fond memories of visiting with him when I went to see them at the post office. I remember him with a twinkle in his eyes, a smile, and his pipe. I also recall his fondness for cats. He was always very kind to me. He even located my first car.
I am sad to hear of his passing. I pray that each of you in his family is blessed with peace, comfort and strength.
February 4, 2019
My sincerest condolences to all the family. I will always remember my uncle with the fondest memories. He was a very special man. His visits to Rhode Island were always so much fun! He had to go eat at Marchetti's restaurant every time he came here. He was always surprised at the large portions, and would grin ear to ear when his food came. My Dad would always pick up pipe smoking after a visit from his brother. The smells of a tobacco pipe will always bring me great memories of our visits. Rest in peace, ..my uncle. And say hi to my Dad for me.