Laron Oneil Brown was born on Thursday, March 16, 1988 at 1:45am at Harlem Hospital to Barbara J. Brown and Carl E. Valentine. His untimely death occurred on Sunday, February 18, 2018 at Mt. Sinai Hospital. Laron or L’z as he was affectionately called by family and friends attended P.S. 197 in Manhattan and a public school in the Bronx. He lived in Harlem most of his life and a short time in the Bronx.
L’z was loved by many. You would hear people say what a good and decent man he was. He was a devoted friend and a loving family man who was a father figure to his siblings. He loved his mother dearly and would stop everything he was doing to assist her. He had a great love for his nephews and nieces that could never be replaced. He was an active and loving father to his son Laron, Jr. and step-daughter Chloe Watson. He was also a loving Godfather to Leah Tucker.
L’z always had a smile on his face and an encouraging word to offer anybody. When he walked into a room his positive energy could be felt. He was funny and loved to make people laugh. If you knew him you knew he loved to dance and bust a rhyme or two. L’z was a generous man and would give you his last if you needed it. He will be greatly missed by his family and everyone that he encountered.
Laron leaves to mourn his parents, Barbara J. Brown and Carl E. Valentine (NC); his grandmothers, Dorothy Reid and Mary Valentine (NC); his Fiancé, Shakera Banyan; his son, Laron Jr., and step-daughter ,Chloe Watson; two sisters, Jahnee Brown and Denesha Brown; three brothers, Datron Brown, Carl Brown and Terell Gatlin (NC); three nieces, Taquasia, DaJohn, Jalexus (NC) and three nephews, Tru, Jase and Nyvea (NC); along with a host of loving Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Godmother, God-siblings and a long list of devoted friends.
For God blessed us with you, unto him you returned for our lives was blessed. Now you’re at your best. So sleep now and rest.
Submitted by the Family~
Miss Me But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of my journey
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little-but not too long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me-but let me go
For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home
When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds
Miss me but let me go.