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Alfred Bryant was born at Sydenham hospital on September 9, 1953 to Julia Moore and Samuel Bryant. He was the fifth of seven children.
Alfred was educated throughout the New York City public school system. He was also a member of Mount Neboh Baptist Church for the past 18 years.
Alfred was never married, but he had two children, Shawnise Bryant and Alfred Bryant Jr. who were his pride and joy. Basheeba Tyler was his stepdaughter, however he loved her just the same.
Alfred worked several jobs throughout his lifetime. However, his number one job had become 282 Manhattan Avenue. Alfred was not just a long time resident, he was also the superintendent. He became the neighborhood watch, while sitting on the stoop or perched in his window. Alfred would speak to everyone who walked pass with his infectious smile, that could brighten anyone’s day. Alfred had become a staple in his community and many referred to him as “The Mayor”. He was an important fixture, not only in his building but, in the community as well.
He enjoyed spending time with his buddies every Saturday playing cards. Alfred was pre-deceased by his parents Julia Moore and Samuel Bryant, Brother, Joseph Wright, Sister, Jean Wright and Aunt, Hattie Bryant-Hunter.
Alfred Sr. leaves behind to cherish his fond memories, two daughters, Shawnise and Basheeba, only son, Alfred Jr., six grandchildren, Dasean Gaynor, Tyre Best, Tyshaun Bryant, Tiara Bryant, Carrin Rincon and Autumn Thomas. Two sisters Janice and Joyce Wright, two brothers, Raymond (Zag) Moore and Reginald (Choppy) Moore. His only brother-in-law Anthony Moore and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and dear friends.
Reflections
To Que, Dee, Joe, Nick, Rob, Miguel and Bert continue to play cards, joke and laugh because we are forever together.
—Love Fred
To my 282 Manhattan Avenue extended family, truth is, I will miss you all dearly. But, for what’s it’s worth I’m ok! I am free.