Antwon Dashon Walker
November 13, 2023

November 13, 2023

Sunrise: May 01, 1977 ~ November 07, 2023

Black-and-white portrait of a person with shoulder-length hair, wearing a dark shirt, against a plain background

Viewing
Saturday
November 25, 2023
11a ~ 12p

Service
Saturday
November 25, 2023
12 ~ 2p
Serenity FH

Antwon Dashon Walker "Shon was
born and raised in Las Vegas, NV on
May 1, 1977, To a proud mother
Darline Walker. He graduated high
school in 1995. He was very smart. He
worked literally everywhere. One thing
about him, he kept a job. No doubt
about it. Antwon was goofy as ever. He
definitely brought out laughter from
anyone he came across. He was always
cracking jokes. He loved being around
his family and having a good time. A
very loving family oriented guy he
was.
During his spare time he loved to bet on some
baseball or any sport for that matter.
Nothing meant more to him than his kids and just spending
quality time with them. He was very much an
active father. Even when he got sick he still took
time whenever he was feeling strong to see about his
children and grandchildren. He was the absolute best!

Antwon was truly one of a kind. Loved by many.

Antwon was preceded in death by his mother Darlene Walker.
Antwon leaves to cherish his memories to his five children,
daughter Danequa Walker and sons Antwon Walker Jr "Aj", Armon Walker,
Amauri WIlson, and Angelo Wilson. Grandchildren: Armon Walker Jr and
Ariyah Walker. His sister Enga Nelson and his brother
Jarell Walker and a host of family and friends.


After Glow

I'd like the tears of those who grieve,
To dry before the sun
Of happy memories that I leave behind
When life is done.
I'd like the memory of me,
To be a happy one,
I'd like to leave an afterglow
Of smiles, when life is done.
I'd like to leave an echo
Whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
& bright and sunny days
I'd like the tears of those who grieve
To dry before the sun
Of happy memories that I leave behind
When life is done.

When at heart you should be sad,
Pondering the joys we had,
Listen and keep very still.
If the lowing from the hill
Or the toiling of a bell
Do not serve to break the spell,
Listen: you may be allowed
To hear my laughter from a cloud.

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