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Stephen Douglas Thompson

October 15, 1969 ~ December 7, 2025

Stephen Douglas Thompson, 56, passed away on December 7, 2025, after battling Cancer.Stephen was born on October 7, 1969, to Janet Maxwell and Lascelles Thompson in Montego Bay, Jamaica. From an early age, Stephen displayed a strong will and anindependent spirit that would guide him throughout his life. As a young adult, he migrated to the United States, determined to carve out a future for himself. The journey was not without its challenges, but Stephen met every obstacle with determination and grit. Over the years, Stephen held many jobs and carried many titles, but he was most proud of owning his ownbusiness and achievement that reflected his perseverance, courage and belief in himself. Life was not always kind to him, but that never stopped him.If there was a way around a problem, Stephen would find it.His infectious smile and sense of humor earned him friends all over the world. His jovial personality shone so brightly that you could not help but be drawn into his presence.Stephen was not perfect, but he always tried to do the best he could in every circumstance, to the best of his ability. His strength was matched by his heart, and he approached life with optimism and humor. He loved to laugh, to share stories, and to connect with others.Stephen had a way of making people feel seen and welcome, leaving lasting impressions wherever he went. He gave love, and he received love.Stephen’s memory will forever live on in the hearts of those who knew and loved him. He will be remembered for his resilience, his warmth, his humor, and his unwaveringdetermination to keep moving forward. His life was a testament to perseverance, and his legacy is one of strength, love, and light.Stephen is survived by his mother, Janet Maxwell, his children, Shakir, Shaeila, Sorayah and Sania. Sisters, Sonia, Claudette and Odette and brother, Wesmore

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  1. One of Stephen’s biggest & proudest moments.. literally!! He won this huge giant trophy for showing off his charger and having the most cars attend a car show. We all joked & laughed watching him lug this huge thing around that was taller than him and trying to fit this thing in his charger. Ohh man, he was so proud that day that he didn’t have a care in the world except trying to get this huge trophy home!! Untill we meet again my brother! 🏁

  2. Still in disbelief that you’re gone. I remember your energy, charm and humor. The days you use to walk past my house on the hill in Farm Heights and look over and smile. We were bonify friends, you looked out for me and I appreciated you for that. Eventhough life took us separate ways and now you’re gone, you will always be remembered and loved. SIP Brigga!

    Patella 💟

  3. Stephen “Glen to me” was a kind caring person you will be missed by many may your soul rest in eternal peace

  4. Jacqueline Thompson-Pearson says:

    Hey cuz. You’re gone but will never be forgotten. I remembered on some summer days, when daddy would leave me with you guys (my older cousins) at the house in Farm Heights, so he could hustle the Cortina lol. There was an outdoor pipe at a good height from the ground. We would literally waste water trying to keep cool on those hot days. You loved to laugh, you loved life and you loved motor vehicles. Sleep in eternal peace.

    Jacqueline

  5. You were always that fun loving person, always sharing jokes and stealing each other’s social media posts. You will be greatly missed Glen.

  6. I never had the privilege to meet Stephen, I am friend of his brother Wes. I just want to express my deepest sympathy to the whole family. My heart goes out to all of you. Rest in paradise. -Nicole

  7. Mr. Stephen D. Thompson Known to I as Glen or Briggy can you imagine a Libra and a Leo inna the same space Balance Scale Fierce Lion, Honest, raw, Emotional and very Competitive a dull Moment? Never, Fire Blazing Briggy caan figet wi playing ball on the hot asphalt pon Farmheights Road wi argue every Tackle, every Shift, every Goal and always we could not agree on who Win LOL Mi a Dj and you the human beat box Niceness when yu start mix and Jump everyone haffi wheel up and forward Again pure joy. Pot a bubble them better make sure no one nu get a bigger dumplin than you😂 nu matter how hot the competition gets there was never anything Physical You wasnt one to hold back you speak your Mind so a just bare Love I respect that about You! Your passing away shocked me and I see and hear Hard Men cry, I will remember your passion for Life, your love for your children’s, and your family every weh a you and your brother Westie anyone know Briggy know seh him love Music there is so much memories but me and the Farm brethren wi Keep your memories alive sharing the memories The Great corn bread Moment Glen, Bloco and Me LOL Tears ful up mi eyes. My condolences to Your family the whole a we miss yu Youth and all though nuff Tears a Shed your memories bring much joy your love for Life You live it to the fullest setting a example for those of us who are
    Still here you show us what true freedom of Mind Looks like and for that I will be forever grateful! Fr. Anthony Sulph AKA Daddy D.

  8. Stephen aka Glen, you will be truly missed.
    I remember as a child when you visited my mom you offered to take me to school from Deeside to Wakefield Primary. I was a bit reluctant but you convinced me to take the ride. You rode so fast it was both scary and exciting. Lol.
    Your memories live on in our lives.
    May your soul rest in peace.

  9. Stephen aka the Brigadier, we had some memorable moments back in the days that I will always remember and its very heartbreaking to see u departed so young leaving your love ones, sip in heavenly peace my brother until we all meet again

  10. Stephen D. Thompson, AKA Glen. DJ, Brigga. I can’t believe your passing was caused by such a serious illness, I remember when you came to our apartment in Brooklyn, and was introduced to me and my husband, not envisioning that you would one day become my son-in-law. From that time I became mommy and my husband became Mr. T. You were my electrician, mechanic my driver, and my comedian. You would discuss your aspirations with me, or run your plans by me to get my opinion, and I would encourage you to follow your heart. You enrolled in Auto Mechanic school and graduated, you were so happy then, after which you set your eyes on MTA, and got a job with them. I could go on and on about you, you gave me two precious gifts that I will love forever “my two beautiful granddaughters” your two older kids have also become part of my family, I can’t believe you’re gone, Stephen I will never forget you, no matter the circumstances, the last time I saw you, you were the picture of good health, I will always remember the fun times, and the laughter you gave us, sleep on my son in the arms of God.

    Marjorie (mommy) T

  11. Glen I am still in disbelief that you are no longer with us. The last time we spoke for almost 2 hours catching up on life updates. I remember you saying since uncle died we should still keep close. Although we did not speak often whenever we did it was like no time had past from our last conversation. Sleep well cousin, your memory will live on.

  12. I was so sorry to hear that you passed and was praying for you the whole way through after your diagnosis. I remember that I referred you to play/DJ at my friend’s wedding and you did such a great job. That was an awesome feeling to know that I was able to trust you doing the right thing. You ended up having to drive me home as well that night. I also remember you didn’t mind Narda going out if it was with me. Thanks for trusting me with your precious wife at that time. Mutual trust was upheld by the both of us and that’s the foundation for good friendships. I continue to pray for your children as I know they miss you dearly. May you rest in peace 🙏🏾.


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