Alphaeus "Al" Sanford Stapleton

On February 13, 1963, in the small village of Rosehall, Saint David, Saint Vincent and The Grenadines, Alphaeus Stapleton—also known as “Al” or “Alphie”—was born. He was the fourth child of Doreen Advira, and James Alban Stapleton. His siblings were the late Ruth McKoy also known as Evadne, the late Adel Stapleton, the late Dennis Lenford Stapleton, Greslin Stapleton, Belford Stapleton, the late Coranton Stapleton, Irene Stapleton, and Carolyn Stapleton.The Stapleton family was known in the village for their bold and spirited nature. Much of Al’s early years were spent in the family grocery store, owned by his father. Mischief often found him there, especially when sneaking items without permission, but so too did discipline, responsibility, and a strong work ethic. Alongside his siblings, he also helped tend to the family’s pigs and chickens, while learning from his mother in the kitchen. Education was always a priority, and his days at primary school reflected that. Life in the household was marked by devotion, strict discipline, and a commitment to church. Even so, there was joy—Al loved playing moonlight games with the children of the village and living fully in those moments of childhood freedom.After completing secondary school in Troumaca, Al set his eyes on the world beyond his village. He became a sailor on cargo ships, traveling across islands and coastlines. This period of life deepened his skills and passions—fishing, swimming, and a love of travel. His favorite places included St. Lucia, Costa Rica, and Trinidad & Tobago. In Trinidad, he fathered Sherry Ann Abraham, mother to Nickosi and Nickel Trim. Known for adventure and sometimes a little trouble, “Alphie” lived boldly during these years. It was also then that he embraced the Rastafarian philosophy, a way of life that would remain close to his heart.When his ship once docked in Florida, Al made a daring choice—he left the vessel without permission and never returned. His journey eventually led him to New York City, where he lived with his eldest sister in Brooklyn. It was during his travels and migrant opportunities that he gained and sharpened his remarkable skills in carpentry and plumbing. These trades would carry him throughout his life, shaping him into a polished construction worker and plumbing entrepreneur.Brooklyn became home, a place he loved deeply. It was there that he built the life he envisioned, grounded in the values of Rastafarian nations. In Brooklyn, he also found love and welcomed his daughter, Arlene Adams. Al took great pride in fatherhood, and later in grandfather hood, cherishing his grandchildren—Armani Adams-Smith, Jameeyah Adams-Smith, and, as he proudly declared, “Mr. Karter.” Adams-Duran.To Al, family was the crown of his life. His latest and most treasured memory was traveling to North Carolina to watch his oldest granddaughter walk across the stage to receive her diploma. Marking the celebration of the first Highschool graduate of his lineage. That moment stood as a symbol of his success—not just in what he built with his hands, but in the legacy of love, perseverance, and family he poured into each generation.On August 26, 2025, Alphaeus “Al” Stapleton transitioned unexpectedly yet peacefully from this life, surrounded by family and his beloved spouse, Olivia Wingfield who never left his side. Alphie also leaves behind a host of nieces and nephews both far and near. He was a devoted Son, father,grandfather,