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54579. Bradley Shea13 Calcote (Calvi Louis12, Winnie11 Smith, James Jefferson10, Nicholas (Nick) Napolean9, Amanda Melvina (Vine)8, Priscilla7 Allgood, Wyatt6, William (Pikey) Henry5, William John4, Edward3, William2, Edward1 Algood) (living).
Bradley Shea Calcote and Donna Pauline Reed had the following children:
59706 i. Brent14 Calcote (living).
59707 ii. Tyler Bradley Calcote was born in Brookhaven, Lincoln Co., MS February 24, 1999. Tyler died February 9, 2001 in Jackson, Hinds Co., MS. OBIT: Services for Tyler Calcote of Brookhaven are 11 a.m., Monday, Feb. 12, at New Hope Methodist Church with burial in the church cemetery. Visitation is Sunday, Feb. 11, from 5-8 p.m. at Brookhaven Funeral Home. Infant Calcote, 23 months, died Feb. 9, 2001, at University Medical Center in Jackson. He was born Feb. 24, 1999, to Bradley and Donna Reed Calcote. Survivors are his parents; his maternal grandparents, Glenda and Don Reed of Brookhaven; his paternal grandparents Calvin and Shirley Calcote of Brookhaven; his brother Brett Calcote of Brookhaven; and several aunts, uncles, and cousins. Tyler died as the result of brain injury in an automobile accident. Included in the program for the funeral was the following poem: We Have This Moment. Hold tight to the sound of the music of living, Happy songs from the laughter of children at play;Hold my hand as we run through the sweet fragrant meadows, Making memories of what was today. Tiny voice that I hear is my little boy calling for Daddy_to hear just what he has to say;My little son running by_may never be quite like today.Tender words, gentle touch, and someone_who loves us and wants us to stay;_Hold them near while they're here and don't wait for tomorrow_to look back and wish for today. Take the blue of the sky and the green of the forest _and the gold and the brown of the freshly mown hay; Add the pale shades of spring and the circus of autumn,_and weave you a lovely today. For we have this moment to hold in our hands and to touch as it slips through our fingers like sand;_Yesterday's gone, and tomorrow may never come,_but we have this moment today. b
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