Dalton-Brown-Obituary

Dalton Wayne Brown

Obituary

BROWN, Dalton Wayne, 24, of Sandston, departed this life Thursday, September 6, 2007. He is survived by his mother, Lisa Reeder Brown of New Kent; his father, Kevin Wayne Brown of Sandston; his two daughters, Krysten and Hope Brown; and their mother, Elizabeth Caldwell of Charles City; his brother, Clayton Matthew Brown of New Kent; his stepsister, Kristen Gray McGirt of Mechanicsville. He is also survived by his grandmothers, Joyce Brown of Sandston, Jackie Brown of New Kent; his grandmother and grandfather, Anne and Marsh Owen of New Kent; and his great-grandmother, Lola Mae Pyrtle of Varina. Additional survivors include his three uncles, Kenneth M. Brown and his wife, Brenda, Ernest Brown and Thomas Reeder; his two aunts, Linda Newcomb and her husband, James, and Kim Reeder; and many extended family members. He was preceded in death by his grandfather, Ernest Linwood Brown. His family will receive friends, Sunday, September 9, 2007, from 2 to 4 and 6 to 8 p.m. at the Nelsen Funeral Home, 4650 South Laburnum Ave., Richmond, Va. 23231, and where funeral services will be held, Monday, September 10, 2007, at 12 noon in the chapel, with interment to follow at Washington Memorial Park.


This obituary was originally published in the Richmond Times-Dispatch.

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How has this Earth gone around the sun 17 times without you?
Thinking of you hard today.
Miss you.

Tell Charles to wait for me, Dalton.
Yall are so loved and so very missed.

In loving memory of a wonderful person. We will love you and miss you always.

I think of you so often and wonder what life would be like if you were still here. You touched so many lives in such a sweet way. I still hear your voice say “hey, Aunt Linda”. It is a memory I cherish and always will. I miss you so much.
Love,
Aunt Linda

Holding your memory in my heart. I love you, Dalton.

Thinking about you friend.
Love you always.

You are greatly missed, Dalton.

Missing you today and everyday homie! Love you Dalton.

I think of you so often. I ask myself "what if" all the time. There are no answers to my questions. I can still hear your sweet voice on the phone whenever I would call. I could hear your smile as you said "hi, Aunt Linda". Our last conversation ended with "I love you, Dalton". You said "I love you, too,"
I love you, Dalton. I miss you, so.