Cleophus William Halmon, Jr.

Celebrating the Life and Legacy of Cleophus William Halmon Jr.

September 23, 1951 – August 26, 2026

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we will carry his voice. We will carry his laughter. We will carry his personality, his lessons, his stubbornness, his jokes, his stories.

Cleophus William Halmon Jr.,       affectionately known as “Cleo” or “Jr.”, was born on September 23, 1951, in Memphis, Tennessee. Cleophus and his family migrated to Detroit during the “Great Migration” in the late ‘60’s. Cleophus married  Lynne Miles-Halmon in the early 70’s and produced a daughter (Tione) and adopted daughter Charisma. They divorced and Cleo united with Fredericka Banks-Halmon and produced  a son (Cleophus III),daughter (Briana) and  daughter (Sechea)Halmon. He was preceded in death by his father, Cleophus W. Halmon Sr.; his mother, Beatrice Nancy Ellis-Halmon; his younger brother, Hal Halmon and his son Cleophus Halmon III.

As the oldest of five children, Cleophus shared his earlier years with his siblings, Hal Edward, Hazel, and Henry. He also has a half/sister by the name of Saleta.   From the very beginning, family was an important part of his core values , and that love for family continued throughout his life.

Cleophus was the proud father of five children—four daughters, Tione, Briana, Charisma, Sechea, and one son, Cleophus Halmon III. He was also a beloved grandfather to seven grandchildren and three great-grandchildren.

Above all, Cleophus was a man who believed in Jesus Christ. He was God-fearing and gave his life over to Christ. His faith was an important part of his journey, and his family remained one of the greatest blessings and legacies of his life.

A One-of-a-Kind Daddy

Daddy was truly one of a kind.

He had his own way of doing things, his own opinions about just about everything, and if you knew him well, you already knew he probably wasn’t changing his mind just because somebody asked him to!

He could make you laugh, make you shake your head, and sometimes make you wonder, “Daddy, are you serious right now?”

But underneath it all was a man who loved deeply, lived boldly, and left an unforgettable impression on everyone fortunate enough to know him.

His journey through this life was not perfect, because none of ours are. Scripture reminds us in Ecclesiastes 3:1, “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.”

Daddy’s life reflected the many seasons we all experience—the good days and the difficult days, the lessons and the laughter, the struggles and the victories, and the countless moments that shape us into who we become.

As a family, we are reminded that our earthly journey is only one part of the story. Psalm 90:12 says, “So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.”

Daddy’s days were known and numbered by God, but his life cannot be measured simply by the number of years he spent on this earth. His life is measured by the people he loved, the children he raised, the grandchildren and great-grandchildren who carry his name and his memories, the lessons he shared, the stories that will continue to be told, and the love that will remain long after today.

The Memories We Carry

There is a bittersweet beauty in knowing that although we had to give Daddy back to the Most High, we did not have to give back the memories.

We will carry his voice.

We will carry his laughter.

We will carry his personality, his lessons, his stubbornness, his jokes, his stories, and all those little things that made him uniquely Daddy.

And knowing Daddy, he probably would not want us sitting around crying forever anyway. He would probably tell us to dry our faces, straighten up, and keep living!

So, while our hearts are heavy, we will also celebrate his life.

We will laugh when we remember the funny things he did. We will smile when somebody tells a story that only Daddy could have created. We will share the memories that bring us comfort, and we will continue to speak his name.

Because love does not end when someone leaves this earth.

His Journey Home

The Bible tells us in 2 Timothy 4:7, “I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith.”

Today, we choose to believe that Daddy has finished his earthly course and has entered into his eternal rest.

Daddy, your work here is finished.

Your earthly journey has come to an end, but your legacy continues through your children, your grandchildren, your great-grandchildren, your family, your friends, and everyone whose life you touched along the way.

We will miss you more than words can explain.

We will miss your presence, your voice, your laughter, your stories—and yes, even those moments when you got on our last nerve!

Because even those moments were part of the beautiful, complicated, unforgettable story of being your family.

You were our father.You were our grandfather.You were our great-grandfather.You were our family.You were our Daddy.You were loved.

And you will never be forgotten.

Until we meet again, Daddy, rest peacefully in the arms of the Most High.

Your journey on earth may be over, but your story lives on in all of us.

With everlasting love,

Your Children, Grandchildren, Great-Grandchildren, And a Host of Family & Friends