Deshone Lucas Memorial

In Loving Memory
Of

Deshone Lucas

Sunrise: September 22, 1975 Sunset: August 26, 2020

Order of Service

Family Processional Song…………...….................Dominique and Raul
Prayer…………….........................…………. Pastor Robert Lee Jones Jr.
Song……………….................................................Dominique and Raul
Scripture Reading…….........................……. Pastor Robert Lee Jones Jr.
Reading of the Obituary & Video Slide….................…..Carol Golightly
Expressions……………….................…………2 min.only /10 min.total
Spoken words…………….....................……. Pastor Robert Lee Jones Jr.
Song…………........................................................Dominique and Raul
Closing Prayer……………........……………. Pastor Robert Lee Jones Jr.

Obituary

Deshone Lucas

Deshone Lucas was born September 22, 1975 to Larry Lucas and Whilamena
Mc Elroy.
Deshone was born in Long Beach, Ca. moved to Lakeview Terrace, Ca.
and attended Brainard Elementary School. He played football in his
younger years for the “Bears” and was a truck driver for a short time.

Deshone (Pooh) Lucas, was a husband to Barbara Vasquez Lucas and a father of
five children. Heleavesbehindhisdaughters:UriahLucas,MylaLucas,Skye Lucas,
Taylor Lucas, and his son Justin. His two sisters Micky Lucas, Shenita Mumford,
and brother Larry Lucas Jr. His Aunties Sheila Jordan and Lisa Jordan, his uncles
Pop Lucas, Chester Lucas, and Charles Jordan, and a host of cousins and friends

There is three things Deshone loved the most in life, and that was his kids,
his family, and his hood. For those who know him knew how funny and goofy
he was when he was round, and how his eyes used to twitch a lot, especially when
he was lying LOL
He has always done what he wanted when he wanted from the time, he was able
to walk. He was a lot of fun to hang with and was a sight to see for the ladies. He
showed love to everyone who he encountered. He would have you in tears talking
about the stuff he has done. His personality was different when he was with his
kids, family, and close friends, compared to how he was in the streets.
His personality spoke for itself; he needed no introduction.







Dear Pooh,

The last time I wrote you a letter it was going to the jail (Oh how I wish this was). Where do I start, when
we met, I told you that you were the missing piece to my puzzle and you still are. I know that our
relationship was rocky, but one thing we always did was talk about everything. Pooh I am so sorry for
what happened between us. I have not told you and that hurts me so much. I wish that we had more good
times than bad. We were something else! Weren’t we?! We have done some things that still blow my
mind, whenever I think about it. I regret so many things that I have done to you, I wish I can take back. I
know in my heart that you know I am sorry! The good times we had I would cherish. Being with you I have
learned so much about myself, about the streets and about people. I miss you; this type of missing is
different from the jail type. This type you do not come back from. The oath I tattooed on my back still
stand regardless of what the outside says about my love for you. We have cried together we laughed
together and had some good lovin! Myla will always remember you when you called from jail and played
hide N’go seek with her, the first time you bought her some toys, and played on the floor excitedly
together. I know you loved her dearly. You were there all the way through until I had Myla, and when she
came out you “Yelled! she looks like Larry”. These are the memories that no one could ever take from us.
I can write about so many things that we have been through. Our first Halloween, Thanksgiving, and
Christmas together, My god! Was that fun! You were just a big kid, enjoying family time. You called me
your wife every time we hung up and said goodnight. So, goodbye my husband I will be with you again.
I love you Deshone, you will always be my “Shoney Pooh”, from this little family of yours that you leave
behind in your memory.

Letter from his wife
~ Barbra and Daughter Myla Lucas

Broken Chain Skye and I love you unconditionally, always, and forever.
We little knew that morning that You have given me not only the Biggest!
God was going to call your name
In life we loved you dearly, But the Best Blessing anyone could have ever received.
In death we do the same I will forever love you for that.
It broke are hearts to lose you,
You did not go alone; Always & Forever Your Daughter’s Mother Briana.
For part of us went with you I Love You and Miss You Dad.
The day God called you home. ~Skye Marie Lucas
You left us peaceful memories,
Your love is still our guide;
And though we cannot see you,
You are always at our side
Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same;
Bur as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
~By Ron Tranmer

Active Pallbearers Honorary Pallbearers

Donte Scarbrough
Charles Jordan

Chauncey Gardner
Joseph Miller

Robert Brashears Jr.
Larry Lucas Jr.

Cash “Wack 100” Jones
J Kapone

Baby Kuban Rob

Acknowledgements

The family wishes to express their deepest appreciation for your
many acts of kindness love and support during our time of sorrow.
Your prayers, phone calls, visits flowers and all you did to comfort our

hearts. We love and thank you.