TRIBUTE FROM TYLIKO MADURO JR. 

My Pops

Can't believe you're gone pops. I love you forever and everything I do is for you. I'm going to make you proud. 

Your Loving Son, Tyliko Jr. 

TRIBUTE FROM LAURALIE BLYDEN FRANCIS BEDMINSTER

To Cousin Jackie and cousin Terry,

We are separated by thousands of miles but never far apart in spirit with each other.  Harriet, with the power of our Living God, is the "glue" that will hold you all together in the next several days and weeks with their love as you battle emotions and grieve.  

You are not alone in this and the cousins and aunties in the USVI, Texas, Atlanta and Florida are holding you close in spirit with more full-on "Blyden love" than you can ever imagine!

Tyliko, rest in eternal peace, sweetheart.

Love, Lauralie Francis-Bedminster, The Blydens, The Monsantos and The Gerards

TRIBUTE FROM TIFFINE MORING

Tyliko, may your beautiful smile and warming energy live on.  Rest in peace my friend.

Tyliko, what can I say? We’ve been through so much together & always had each others backs! We have had many laughs, cries and congratulated each other on so many things…

I wish you reached out… I wish I would have known. You were a real one and a true friend!

Imma miss the HELL out of you! You were an amazing person and my kids adored you.

Until we meet again my friend… please watch over all of us..

I can’t believe this is goodbye. 💔

Tyliko, I don't know what to say.  I am a writer.  I can write all day long, but you have stopped me in my track.  All I can say is you brought so much joy and laughter to us all.  Your capability to bring family together was beyond measure.

My fondest memory was when you decided, once again, to be the bartender at your mom's, I think, 50th birthday party.  I don't know what you were serving at that bar, but you had everyone in a very happy mode.  You, yourself, were in "rare form" as we say in the VI.   I think for every drink you made, you had one yourself.  You changed from being Wakanda to a male exotic dancer.  You probably didn't realize what we were observing, with the exception of your favorite customers at the bar, Sheila and Terry Ann.  That was an evening I would never forget as long as I live.

Your tenacity to help others was truly a blessing God gave you.  Your sincerity to help showed.  You did things from the heart, and you did everything with zest and zeal.  The only thing, though, if you moved us out of one place to another, you were there promptly to help move us, but we were sure to have broken pieces when we unpacked  our cherisible items.  Your moving company never came with insurance, so beggars had no choice.  

At family outings, we got rid of all the food through you.  You willingly took all the leftovers.  We would always say, "If you don't want it, give it to Tyliko."  LOL.  There was no shame in a hungry man's game.  I don't know where all that food was going, though.

My dearest Tyliko, you will be missed from around here.  You dress code will be missed, too.  No more glasses without lenses, no more yellow fur coats, no more crazy hats, and definitely, our bars will remain stacked with our favorite drinks because you raided us all the time. The Henny was for the notorious eggnog at Christmas and New Year's Evening, not for you and Ben's entertainment. (SMILE)  It was all good, though.

Aunty misses you, Liko.  You go on and fly high.  You've ran a good race on this side, and it's time to run it with the Lord.  You've done it your way, and you are truly loved always.

Love ya always,

Aunty Juleen

Tribute from Rebecca Burns: Tyliko's fiance'

A TRIBUTE OF MY LOVE'S LIFE

What can I say?  The man I spent 12 years with!  We have two daughters surviving and one deceased, and also we shared his son.  He wasn't perfect.  He's made some mistakes and had some bumpy roads along the way, but he never once stopped trying to live a better life.  Yet stubborn at times, he had to do things his way.  He loved his children and me more than life.

One of the funniest moments that I can recall is when he lost his car key and had to get one made.  I remember once the key maker was almost finished making the new key, he found the missing key in his pants.  Even the key maker said to us, "that's a first."  If you knew him, we had been looking for hours trying to find this key, to find out the key was in his pants all along.

Tyliko would tear apart the house looking for something.  He lost things all the time.  I would sometimes come home to find the entire home rearranged just because he felt like it.

He loved how I cooked.  I knew exactly how he liked his steaks or lamb, well done all the way through but not tough, and they had to be tasty, well seasoned.  

We had deep conversations.  I could tell him anything, whether he wanted to hear it or not, but one thing for sure, he would always listen.  He was my rock, my everything.  I knew him inside out and he knew me the same.  We had a bond like no other; we just knew what each other was feeling.

Tyliko and I came from two different worlds, but we used that to have real conversations that was so meaningful.  I realize God needed him more than we did.  God took his pain and sorrow away, and now he is living among angels watching over his beautiful kids and everyone he loved.  

Maybe God prepared me for this in a way.  Our days together were beautiful, especially when we would stare at double rainbows, enjoying our conversations, and we would talk so much that my voice would give out.  I loved how we would go driving together taking in the scenery.   Our last road trip together, he didn't even backseat drive.  

I miss you everyday, and I oftentime look at my phone, thinking maybe this is just a dream.  I sit waiting for your text saying to me "come on over, move your ass one more time."

He knew I was a talker always, so once I started, especially with my mom, his mom or his grandma, I would be there forever talking.  He was a family man.  He loved his mom.  He loved living with his mom and sisters, even though he probably annoyed everyone from time to time.  It was all about love and family.

He was proud to be an uncle.  He loved his nephew, and he was so proud of him seeing him grow.  He was very proud of his sisters seeing them as strong ass women and doing their own thing, having families and working hard.  His momma, though he loved that woman with everything, he would try to listen to what she had to say.  He loved cutting her yard and fixing things around the house for her.  One time he binged watch "In the Dark" with his momma.  He was definitely a momma's boy, but he still maintained his manly man ways. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do for her.  Tyliko was always in his mom's refrigerator raiding it, because he was always hungry.  LOL.  He always said, "I'm a hard working man, and I gotta eat."  

He loved his aunties.  He appreciated his support group cheering him on with whatever decisions he decided to undertake.  As for his grandma, he loved going over there just to spend time with her, especially when I was over there doing her hair.   She would be out in the yard, and he would help her to make sure everything was done to her satisfaction.  He sometimes tried to do it his way first, but she always corrected him by telling him, no, she wanted it this way.   It was so sweet to see how he enjoyed doing things for her, like building a shed for her in the backyard.  Pretty much during our whole relationship, he wanted to build that shed for her.  He helped built a deck for his mother, as well.  

Tyliko was the life of the party.  He was known as the "family's bartender," mixing all sorts of concoctions.  He wanted everyone to have fun and have a good time.  Him and his special bro/cousin were known for their burn fires at bbqs, and he thoroughly enjoyed his company.  They truly were brothers, and he enjoyed those times with him.

Missing you, My Darling, Tyliko.  My life will forever be changed without you in it, My Love.

Rebecca Burns,Your "Love you Baby"

TRIBUTE FROM VICA: VIRGIN ISLANDS CARIBBEAN ASSOCIATION

The Virgin Islands Caribbean Association (VICA) family would like to offer our sincere condolences and express our love and support to the family during this difficult and emotional time.  

VICA remembers his positive and spirited character and dedication at our World of Nation events, as well as others.

May the VI angel be laid to rest but will never be forgotten.

Much love, your VICA family.

TRIBUTE FROM:  UNCLE JOSE CLAN

Tyliko, you will be truly missed.  You were a light to the world.  We know that you've left this family circle so soon, but you left behind your children that will continue to shed light representing your life in this world.  Your joy and laughter will never be forgotten.  Your kindness and your helpfulness will forever be in our minds and hearts.  May God be with you on your journey to meet him.  May the angels guide you on your journey, and may your mother, Jackie, your children and the family circle find peace that surpasses all understanding.  God bless you.

Love Always, Your family circle from your uncle, Jose Peters, side of the family, Aunty Hulda, Aubrey, Audrey, Maria, Pampa, Hillis, and Juleen.

  We love you.