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X IV MCMXLII IX II MMXXI
September 18, 2021
Murdock Baptist Church
Port Charlotte, Florida
Order of Service
Ron Tipton, Senior Pastor
Murdock Baptist Church
Presiding
Musical Prelude
Call to Order..................................................................................................... Pastor Ron Tipton
Prayer and Scripture........................................................................................... Gordon Caldwell
Missions Director
Murdock Baptist Church
Musical Selection...................................................................... “Surrounded (Fight My Battles)”
by Elyssa Smith
Michael Anderson, Worship Pastor
Murdock Baptist Church
Tributes of Love
On Behalf of Hermann’s Nieces and Nephews
Eve “Alex” St. Surin and Alexis “Lexie” Paul
On Behalf of Hermann’s Godchildren and Cousins
Melissa Jerome
Hermann’s Brother from Another Mother
Robert “Bob” Motts
Mrs. Joan “Jo” Stancil, wife of the late Reverend J. Lewis Stancil, Founding Pastor of
Murdock Baptist Church
Letter read by Pastor Ron Tipton
Words of Comfort............................................................................................Guy Nelson, Pastor
Eben-Ezer Haitian Baptist Church
Port Charlotte, Florida
Video Tribute
Beloved Daughters..............................................................................Marie Michelle Rosemond
Herlande Rosemond
Musical Selection.............................................................................................. “Because He Lives”
by Bill Gaither
Michael Anderson, Worship Pastor
Murdock Baptist Church
Words of Celebration................................................................................Pastor Ron Tipton
Benediction
Hermann Rosemond
A Man Who Never Let Go of God’s Hand
Whether born in Haiti, or the son or daughter of Haitian immigrants,
at an early age, willingly or not, you learned the three Ls: Legliz
(Church), Lekol (School) and Lakay (Home). These three pillars
formed the foundation upon which Hermann Rosemond built his life’s
journey. Those lessons he learned at church, school, and home were
his touchstone as he sojourned from his birth place in Léogâne, Haiti,
to Nassau, Bahamas, to Miami, Florida, to Brooklyn, New York, to Port
Charlotte, Florida.
Hermann’s late mother, Marie Dieudonne Labaze, raised him and sent him
to catholic schools in Léogâne and Port-au-Prince. During his teenage years,
she emigrated to Nassau, Bahamas, in search of economic opportunities to
support Hermann and his siblings. She left her firstborn son Hermann in the
care of his maternal grandmother, the late Charistime Leffevere, his maternal
aunt/godmother, the late Juliana Leffevere Romulus, his maternal uncle, the
late Joseph Vérité “Mérité” Labaze, and his maternal uncle, Luc Dufleurant.
Even though Hermann excelled in school, there was insufficient financial support for him to complete his formal
education in Haiti. The remittance his mother sent from Nassau to Léogâne covered the school fees for his younger
siblings, housing and food. In response to this situation, Hermann searched for and accepted odds jobs to pay for
trade school, with the remainder going towards the household expenses. Concerned about the ensuing political
instability in Haiti, Hermann’s maternal grandmother decided he would join his mother in Nassau.
In Nassau, a 20 year old Hermann enrolled in a school sponsored by the Catholic Church. There he learned to
both speak and write in English. There also he met His Excellency, The Most Reverend Guy A. Sansaricq, Auxiliary
Bishop Emeritus of Brooklyn and Titular Bishop of Glenndálocha. Bishop Sansaricq had been born in Jérémie,
Haiti, and was now serving in Nassau as a chaplain for Haitian immigrants. Bishop Sansaricq carried the burden
for immigrants, especially for those who were undocumented. Hermann and
the Bishop connected. Through him, Hermann was
encouraged to apply for a visa to the United States. The
Bishop arranged housing for him in Miami, and just as
Hermann boarded the plane to Miami, the Bishop gave
Hermann one hundred dollars.
It was 1966, and blatant racism and discrimination
dominated Miami. This prompted a 24 year old Hermann
to find better opportunities farther north. In Manhattan
he reconnected with some Haitian friends he had known
in Nassau. Together they washed dishes at restaurants
during the day, worked as messengers, made deliveries,
and at night they cleaned the offices in New York’s iconic
buildings. Employers recognized Hermann’s work ethic
and his drive to succeed in America. Even with two full
time jobs, he attended Mass weekly. Eventually, he moved
to Brooklyn.
Whether born in Haiti, or the son or daughter of Haitian immigrants, at an early age, willingly or not, you learned the three Ls: Legliz (Church), Lekol (School) and Lakay (Home). These three pillars formed the foundation upon which Hermann Rosemond built his life’s journey. Those lessons he learned at church, school, and home were his touchstone as he sojourned from his birth place in Léogâne, Haiti, to Nassau, Bahamas, to Miami, Florida, to Brooklyn, New York, to Port Charlotte, Florida. Hermann’s late mother, Marie Dieudonne Labaze, raised him and sent him to catholic schools in Léogâne and Port-au-Prince. During his teenage years, she emigrated to Nassau, Bahamas, in search of economic opportunities to support Hermann and his siblings. She left her firstborn son Hermann in the care of his maternal grandmother, the late Charistime Leffevere, his maternal aunt/godmother, the late Juliana Leffevere Romulus, his maternal uncle, the late Joseph Vérité “Mérité” Labaze, and his maternal uncle, Luc Dufleurant. Even though Hermann excelled in school, there was insufficient financial support for him to complete his formal education in Haiti. The remittance his mother sent from Nassau to Léogâne covered the school fees for his younger siblings, housing and food. In response to this situation, Hermann searched for and accepted odds jobs to pay for trade school, with the remainder going towards the household expenses. Concerned about the ensuing political instability in Haiti, Hermann’s maternal grandmother decided he would join his mother in Nassau. In Nassau, a 20 year old Hermann enrolled in a school sponsored by the Catholic Church. There he learned to both speak and write in English. There also he met His Excellency, The Most Reverend Guy A. Sansaricq, Auxiliary Bishop Emeritus of Brooklyn and Titular Bishop of Glenndálocha. Bishop Sansaricq had been born in Jérémie, Haiti, and was now serving in Nassau as a chaplain for Haitian immigrants. Bishop Sansaricq carried the burden for immigrants, especially for those who were undocumented. Hermann and the Bishop connected. Through him, Hermann was encouraged to apply for a visa to the United States. The Bishop arranged housing for him in Miami, and just as Hermann boarded the plane to Miami, the Bishop gave Hermann one hundred dollars. It was 1966, and blatant racism and discrimination dominated Miami. This prompted a 24 year old Hermann to find better opportunities farther north. In Manhattan he reconnected with some Haitian friends he had known in Nassau. Together they washed dishes at restaurants during the day, worked as messengers, made deliveries, and at night they cleaned the offices in New York’s iconic buildings. Employers recognized Hermann’s work ethic and his drive to succeed in America. Even with two full time jobs, he attended Mass weekly. Eventually, he moved to Brooklyn.
Whether born in Haiti, or the son or daughter of Haitian immigrants, at an early age, willingly or not, you learned the three Ls: Legliz (Church), Lekol (School) and Lakay (Home). These three pillars formed the foundation upon which Hermann Rosemond built his life’s journey. Those lessons he learned at church, school, and home were his touchstone as he sojourned from his birth place in Léogâne, Haiti, to Nassau, Bahamas, to Miami, Florida, to Brooklyn, New York, to Port Charlotte, Florida. Hermann’s late mother, Marie Dieudonne Labaze, raised him and sent him to catholic schools in Léogâne and Port-au-Prince. During his teenage years, she emigrated to Nassau, Bahamas, in search of economic opportunities to support Hermann and his siblings. She left her firstborn son Hermann in the care of his maternal grandmother, the late Charistime Leffevere, his maternal aunt/godmother, the late Juliana Leffevere Romulus, his maternal uncle, the late Joseph Vérité “Mérité” Labaze, and his maternal uncle, Luc Dufleurant. Even though Hermann excelled in school, there was insufficient financial support for him to complete his formal education in Haiti. The remittance his mother sent from Nassau to Léogâne covered the school fees for his younger siblings, housing and food. In response to this situation, Hermann searched for and accepted odds jobs to pay for trade school, with the remainder going towards the household expenses. Concerned about the ensuing political instability in Haiti, Hermann’s maternal grandmother decided he would join his mother in Nassau. In Nassau, a 20 year old Hermann enrolled in a school sponsored by the Catholic Church. There he learned to both speak and write in English. There also he met His Excellency, The Most Reverend Guy A. Sansaricq, Auxiliary Bishop Emeritus of Brooklyn and Titular Bishop of Glenndálocha. Bishop Sansaricq had been born in Jérémie, Haiti, and was now serving in Nassau as a chaplain for Haitian immigrants. Bishop Sansaricq carried the burden for immigrants, especially for those who were undocumented. Hermann and the Bishop connected. Through him, Hermann was encouraged to apply for a visa to the United States. The Bishop arranged housing for him in Miami, and just as Hermann boarded the plane to Miami, the Bishop gave Hermann one hundred dollars. It was 1966, and blatant racism and discrimination dominated Miami. This prompted a 24 year old Hermann to find better opportunities farther north. In Manhattan he reconnected with some Haitian friends he had known in Nassau. Together they washed dishes at restaurants during the day, worked as messengers, made deliveries, and at night they cleaned the offices in New York’s iconic buildings. Employers recognized Hermann’s work ethic and his drive to succeed in America. Even with two full time jobs, he attended Mass weekly. Eventually, he moved to Brooklyn. In 1968 Hermann and Olga married. A friend from Nassau helped him get a job driving gypsy cabs. This meant Hermann could spend the day driving and he and Olga could attend night school at Fort Greene High School. Hermann knew that education was the key to opening doors for both him and Olga. Once Hermann earned his high school diploma, he enrolled at New York City Community College where he earned an associate’s degree in Applied Science. Although trained as a Medical Laboratory Technologist, such a job would not enable him to financially provide for his family, nor give him the time-off he needed to invest in and raise his children. It was important to Hermann that he raise his children and spend time with them. His own father, the late Hercules Rosemond, had played no active role in his life, and Hermann vowed that this would not be true of him with his children. With financial assistance from his mother and his own savings, Hermann purchased a medallion, 4K56, and began driving
Joy is
the settled assurance that God is in control
of all the details of my life
the quiet confidence that ultimately everything is
going to be all right
the determined choice to praise God in all things.
From CHOOSE JOY, Because Happiness Isn’t Enough
By Kay Warren
In His Own Words During the Summer of 1967, Mark Veraty, and I shared an apartment on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn, New York. One evening, Mark invited me to a revival service at his church. On our way there, Mark saw a friend and stopped to speak with her. As he started to introduce her to me, he quickly asked me, “what’s your last name?” Puzzled by the inquiry, I told him “Rosemond.” Unbeknownst to me, I shared the same last name as the woman with whom Mark stopped to speak. She introduced herself as Yvette Rosemond and proceeded to ask me about my parents and where in Haiti are you from? I told her I am the son of Hercules Rosemond of Léogâne, Haiti. Yvette, whose family lived in Port au Prince, the Capital, recognized the name and concluded my father was the cousin, whom her mother knew of but had never met, who lived in the countryside of Haiti. I was happy to meet Yvette, my paternal second cousin. That one meeting led to a weekly lunch at Yvette’s house after Mass on Sundays. One Saturday evening, as I sat near the window watching the cars drive by, I had a novel thought: I should get married. I didn’t know to whom, but I knew the current girlfriend wasn’t the one with whom I should spend the rest of my life. I immediately began assessing my finances. I didn’t have much money, but I had steady employment. Rather than continue thinking about this new idea, I made the decision to go to St. Therese of Lisieux Roman Catholic Church and pray. The next day I returned to Mass and this time I specifically asked God for a girlfriend who would eventually become my wife. As I was leaving Mass, I met a woman. I introduced myself to her. As we walked to the train station I hoped we were heading in the same direction. Together, we boarded the 7th Avenue train. I didn’t get off at my stop. Instead, I elected to get off at her train stop. I parted ways with this woman and hoped to see her next Sunday after Mass. She assured me she attended Mass at St. Therese every Sunday and sat in the same pew. I said goodbye and hoped to see her again. This excursion delayed my arrival for my weekly Sunday lunch at Yvette’s house. When I arrived, she inquired about my lateness. I explained to Yvette, I met a woman after Mass and was considering asking her to be my girlfriend. Yvette dismissed my statement and said “I’ve heard this story from you so many times.” I told her, “this time it’s different; this time I mean business.” Yvette offered an alternative. Yvette explained that during a recent trip to Haiti she met two of her maternal cousins. She offered a brief description of each lady. The one Yvette described as a young lady who regularly attended her Baptist church and sang in the choir piqued my interest. Yvette then showed me pictures of both women and said “that one, Olga, I am not sure what crimes she’s committed because she spends her entire day at church.” Although Olga was Baptist and I, Catholic, I asked Yvette to introduce her to me, for I knew then the Lord had answered my prayer.
A Prayer When a Parent Dies I miss you. You gave me life. You were my protector, my teacher, my moral compass, my comfort. I feel so alone without you. No one worries about me the way you did. No one loves me the way you did. Please forgive me for the times I caused you pain, and for the times I took you for granted. I can’t begin to fathom all the sacrifices you made for my sake. I want to thank you for all the ways you blessed my life. Nothing can replace the gaping hole your death has left in my life. But mixed together with all my sadness, there is a great joy for having known you. I will remember your smile, your touch. I will remember your laughter, your kindness, your generosity, your determination, your love. Thank you for the time we shared, for the love you gave me, for the wisdom you spread. I will always treasure the lessons you taught me. I will carry them with me all the days of my life. I am so proud be to your child. May God watch over you and bless you, with gentleness and with love. As you blessed me. Rest in peace. Amen. Naomi Levy
Pallbearers
Adam Joseph “Joey” Rosemond........................................................................................................... Jaleel G. Rosemond
Andre St. Surin.................................................................................................................................................. Jean St. Surin
Romer Rosemond........................................................................................................................................Valdymir Nelson
Flower Bearers
Lexi Gore.......................................................................................................................................................... Stecy Lambert
Tabitha Paul.................................................................................................................................................... Natasha Nelson
Sarah St. Surin................................................................................................................................ Yva-Marie Ramos-Febus
Honorary Pallbearers
Emmanuel “Mono” Ambroise, Garcey Augustin, Garssair Augustin, Pardel Bernard,
Sony Bernard, Garvey Charles, Garvin Charles, Reginal Delisca, Guy Delson,
Ernest F. DuBose, Xavier Emery, Pierre Guyennon, Hussein A. Jean-Louis,
Isaac N. Jean-Louis, Isaiah A. Jean-Louis, James Jean-Louis, Semaj Jean-Louis,
Albertson Joseph, Ronald Juste, Kenol Labaze, Claudel Moise, D’Andre M. Nelson, Charles Paul,
Jonathan Paul, William Paul, William Paul, Jr., Sheamus Polinsky, Alfredo Ramos-Febus,
Jeremiah P. Ramos-Febus, Omar K. Ramos-Febus, Fritz Rosemond, Harry Rosemond,
Jude Rosemond, Max Rosemond, Robner Rosemond, Walker Rosemond, Yves Rosemond,
Yves Antoine Rosemond, Arland St. Surin, Andre St. Surin, Jr., Jacob Zidor
Honorary Flower Bearers
Shirley Ambroise, Shelia Ambroise, Michelle Boniface, Fatima Bruny-Fils,
Nerelyne Dallemand, Maude Desir, Marise Desir, Cindy Desruisseaux,
Vana Ferrier, Jasmine M. Jean-Louis, Jennifer Jean-Louis, Tahnégsa B. Jean-Louis, Netopha Joseph,
Alicia T. Lindo-Hodge, Belise Michel, Anastasia C. Nelson,
Shirline Paul, Marie Michelle Pierre-Louis, Elizabeth “Lilly” Polinsky,
Naima Y. Ramos-Febus, Kamilla Y. Ramos-Febus, Marie Yolene “Lellan” Roméus,
Carline Rosemond, Delta Rosemond, Laurie Rosemond, Margarette Rosemond,
Marie Andre Rosemond, Marie Carmelle Rosemond, Molive Rosemond,
Neila Rosemond, Paul Renée Rosemond, Perpetua Rosemond, Sandra Rosemond, Sandrine Rosemond,
Marie Constance Rosemond, Sherly Rosemond, Marie Nicole Souffrant,
Kathy St. Victor-Kendall, Carla Zidor, Josette ZidorInterment
Restlawn Memorial Gardens
1380 Forrest Nelson Blvd
Port Charlotte, Florida
Repast
Olga, Michelle and Herlande will host family and friends at City Buffet for a socially distanced lunch. Please let
the servers know you are with the Rosemond party. To help stop the spread of Covid-19, kindly sit with persons
in your party, and keep your mask on when you are not actively eating and drinking.
City Buffet
2150 Tamiami Trail
Port Charlotte, Florida
Acknowledgements
The family of Herman Rosemond, is grateful to God for his life. Similarly, the family is also thankful for your
prayers, your love and kindness.
Translation services provided by
Charmant Theodore
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