Briscoe Conyer

A New King Has Ascended to the ancestral plane of the Elders
On June 15, 2025, the world lost a light and the ancestors gained a king. Briscoe Conyer, a son, husband, father, mentor, and true original, has ascended to the plane of the elders, where legends gather and spirits rise.
Born in Quantico, Virginia, Briscoe was the beloved son of Nancy Conyer and the late Clinton Howard (Chrome) Conyer. He was one of four sons and a proud triplet. Though officially the second-born of the trio, Briscoe insisted with trademark confidence and a grin that he was number one. "It's still out to jury," he'd say, "but I think the people know."
Briscoe was raised in Portsmouth, Virginia, where his sharp wit, deep heart, and boundless energy quickly set him apart. He shared a fierce and loving bond with his brothers, especially Anquone and Vic, with whom he sparred, laughed, and built a lifetime of memories. Whether wrestling over the remote or teaming up in the kitchen, their brotherhood was the foundation of Briscoe's joyful and generous spirit.
After graduating from the Portsmouth Public School system, Briscoe poured his gifts into many fields always leading with heart. He spent 11 years at Chan's Restaurant in Portsmouth, mastering every dish on the menu under the guidance of his mentor and surrogate father, Ernesto Vera. Ernesto saw in Briscoe not only talent, but trust. He often left the restaurant in Briscoe's capable hands, knowing the kitchen and the community were in the best care. Briscoe didn't just cook food; he served comfort, connection, and soul on every plate.
His second career, as an IT professional, revealed yet another side of his brilliance. Over 15 years, including 11 with Eastern Data, Briscoe became a cornerstone at Saint Gregory the Great Catholic School. To the students and staff, he was more than the tech guy, he was a storyteller, a problem solver, a calming presence, and the spark of laughter when it was needed most. More than once, he fixed a downed server just by walking into the room. Or so the stories go.
Briscoe also lived and breathed martial arts. A 2nd Dan black belt in Tae Kwon Do, he was not only a student of the art, but a devoted teacher-especially to children. He loved teaching at his favorite dojo, guiding students with discipline, humor, and encouragement. He taught them how to kick, block, and spar-but also how to stand tall in the face of life. He gave kids confidence, and they gave him purpose.
Yet Briscoe's greatest power was his heart. He didn't do handshakes-only hugs. He could talk to anyone, anywhere, about anything. A trip to the store could turn into a conversation, a friendship, a memory. He had that rare gift of making everyone feel seen, safe, and important. His joy was magnetic. His presence was medicine.
They say Chuck Norris once counted to infinity twice. But Briscoe? Briscoe once fixed a broken server, cooked a flawless dinner, mentored a kid, hugged three strangers, and made five people laugh all before noon. That's just who he was.
He leaves to cherish in his memory his devoted wife of 11 years, Kimberly Conyer; his beloved daughter, Deyla Moore (Mike); his adored grandson, Ameer Moore; and his mother Nancy Conyer. He also leaves behind his siblings: Clinton Conyer, Anquone Conyer (Yasuko Conyer), Shannon Thorne-Brackett, Cisco Blow, and Victor Voodre; his nieces Keeley Brockman and Asuka Conyer; his favorite nephew, Yarima Thorn; a host of other nieces and nephews; a vast tribe of aunts, uncles, cousins, and lifelong friends who were, in his eyes, family; an adored mother figure, Mama Marion; and last but not least his beloved dogs/companions Loki Thorne Conyer, Luna Conyer, and Bruce Moore. He was also predeceased by his faithful dog Legend whom he loved greatly.
Briscoe Conyer was a rare soul: vibrant, wise, hilarious, and endlessly giving. He didn't just live a good life-he made life better for everyone around him. Now, as he takes his rightful place among the elders, may we carry forward his legacy of love, laughter, loyalty, and fierce kindness.
The verdict is in. He was number one all along.
Long live the king.
Memorial Service:
Monday, June 23, 2025
11:00 AM
New Hope Baptist Church
1317 Gust Lane
Chesapeake, VA