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James Monroe Warren, 65, son of the late John Thomas and Pearlen D. Warren was born in South Hill, Virginia in the county of Mecklenburg on July 4, 1938 and entered into eternal rest on Tuesday, July 29, 2003 at his home in Bracey.
At an early age he was baptized at North View Baptist Church and joined Diamond Grove R.Z.U.A. Church.
He was educated in the Mecklenburg County Public School System and graduated from the former East End High School in 1957.
On June 6, 1958 he enlisted in the U.S. Navy, where he served in various stations until his retirement as an E7, Chief Petty Officer on September 29, 1978.
James showered the community with his passion and love of catering and baking cakes. His neighbors marveled at his creativity and passion for baking.
James was a kind and understanding person with a gentle nature, always willing to engage in a friendly conversation and an "eye raising" debate, being able to elaborate intelligently on any topic presented. Even during his last days of illness, James continued to give slight smiles and winks of encouragement to family and friends.
He is survived by his loving wife of 39 years, Aida Warren, James R. Warren (son), Carmen E. Warren Johnson (daughter), Leon Johnson (son-in-law) Aida Rosado (daughter), Jean Warren Alexander (sister), Ernest Alexander (brother-in-law) Marcus Johnson and Cameron Warren, (grandchildren) Patrice and Delois Alexander and Ernest Alexander, Jr. (neices and nephew) and a host of cousins, relatives and friends.
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Jean Warren (Alexander) (1957)
My Brother
Oh, how very proud I have always been of you. How I marveled at the many Blue Ribbons you always received at the county fair each year. The God given talent to look at anything and draw it perfectly. The perfection of your hand-writing enticed your enlisted "buddies" to stand in line for their names to be printed on their "duffel bags". You were always designated as the school's artist, which a drawing of the school's portrait was displayed in the school hallway for several years.
We began, and finished school together and then you left to serve your country. The night you left us to serve your country, I cried all night long. Oh what a void I had in my life after that, for a part of me left that night. I always looked forward to the times you would come back home and share your military experience with me.
God sent you back to me with your family which added many years of happiness. I was able to rekindle those precious times I missed while you were gone.
The knowledge you expounded about the birth, life, death and teachings of Jesus Christ, let me know you were definitely a biblical scholar for the Lord. You also learned all you could about "our " people from the beginning of their struggles until the present day and taught me many things. I was always captivated by your knowledge of our history. You had the ability to stand with the "tallest of men" and be able to contribute to "any", conversation, intelligently and knowledgeably.
I thank God for all the many years that we did share together; however, as Eccl.3:1-2 states: To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven; a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted.
The cover of my brother's life's book is closed for now, for I loved him so well, but loving deeds of bygone days are what the pages tell. Each chapter in it leaves a thought as loving as can be, for me to keep within my heart and in my memory.
See you later!
Your Sister Jean