Gregory Andre Joshua Nkomo Grant

Gregory Andre Joshua Nkomo Grant, affectionately known as “Pumpkin,” was born on April 26, 1977, in the beautiful twin-island Republic of Trinidad and Tobago. He was the beloved son of Judy, the star of her heart — though she would never admit it. His sisters, Tamara and Tricia, always knew and lovingly accepted it. From the very beginning, Gregory brought light and joy to his family.

Gregory spent his teenage years and much of his adulthood in the land he loved, working for many years at the University of the West Indies before migrating to the United States to continue his life’s journey. Along that path, he met the love of his life and partner in Christ, Annette. Together, they shared 19 wonderful years of marriage and were blessed with two beautiful children, Kyla and Kaleb — the joys of their lives.

An ambitious and dedicated scholar, Gregory earned a Bachelor of Science in Accounting, a Master of Science in Accounting, and a Master of Science in Business Administration. His career was marked by excellence, humility, and integrity. He served faithfully at the Dana-Farber Cancer Institute for 19 years before joining Brown University Health, where he was recently promoted to Manager of Research Accounting.

As impressive as his academic and professional accomplishments were, they pale in comparison to the depth of his character. Gregory was the anchor and glue of his family. He created the family WhatsApp group, “The Canopy,” where he faithfully shared Bible verses each morning to uplift and inspire his loved ones. He also made time to send out the same scripture to almost 40 friends, every day. His faith was not merely spoken but lived. . Gregory’s relationship with Christ was genuine, humble, and filled with grace. He shared God’s love through compassion, never coercion, and his greatest hope was that every member of his family would experience a personal relationship with the Lord.

Gregory had an extraordinary ability to connect with people — he never met a stranger. He cherished lifelong friendships with Kent, Rickford, Jason, Joel, Seon, and many others. He maintained close ties with his childhood classmates from Fatima R.C. Primary School and El Dorado Secondary School (Brown and Blue).

Generous to a fault, Gregory lived by his own words: “Once God blesses me, if I can help someone, I will.” That was his life’s mantra. His kindness, humility, and unwavering faith touched everyone he met.

Gregory loved basketball and found great joy in mentoring young people through the sport. The Dorchester YMCA became his ministry — a place where he poured into the lives of countless young men and women. His “starting five” — McNeil, Daniel, Rene, Alex, and Keyon — shared a special bond with him. They often joked that he “didn’t have a real job,” because no one could understand how he always had time to talk, listen, and guide each of them. There were many others whose lives he touched — too many to name — each carrying a piece of his encouragement and wisdom.

Though he came from a large family, Gregory shared a unique and special bond with each of his relatives and friends. His laughter, encouragement, and insight were constants in their lives.A proud Trini to the bone, Gregory loved his homeland deeply and dreamed of one day returning to Trinidad and Tobago with his beloved Annette.

From the beginning of their courtship, he told her that his heart would always belong to home — and Annette, now an honorary Trini herself, embraced that fully. Every Christmas, she and their children joined him in Trinidad, where the family gathered to celebrate together. Those Christmases were filled with laughter, music, and memories that will remain in their hearts forever. Gregory’s life embodied the Blue, the Bible, and the Basketball.

The Blue symbolized his peace, faith, and steadfast integrity.

The Bible reflected his spiritual foundation and the grace he lived by.

The Basketball represented connection — his ministry of mentorship, discipline, and teamwork.

Years ago, Gregory and his beloved wife, Annette, began a simple yet powerful tradition — collecting filled backpacks for children in need. Together, Gregory and his beloved wife, Annette, began a simple yet powerful tradition — collecting filled backpacks for children in need. This shared act of love reflected their heart for service and their desire to meet both the seen and unseen needs of others. True to his nature and in his own special way, Gregory also gave beyond the ordinary — he made sure that every child who wanted one had a basketball to play with and a Bible to grow with.

As Gregory’s family turns the page to this new chapter, friends and loved ones have joined together to honor his spirit by supporting his greatest treasures — his wife and children.

In keeping with the mission of giving that Gregory lived by, contributions can be made to assist the family as they continue the journey he began:

Zelle Donations: Abington Bank

Phone: 617-279-1980

Name: Carolyn A. Grant

Additionally, the children’s school has established a GoFundMe fundraiser to support Kyla and Kaleb’s educational future:

https://gofund.me/373357674

Gregory was truly one of a kind — a man of deep faith, integrity, and love. A devoted husband, father, brother, friend, and mentor, he will be missed deeply and loved eternally. His family and friends take comfort in knowing that he has stepped into eternity with Christ — the very place he spent his life preparing for.

In the words of the family matriarch, the late Beryl Grant:

“It is not the length of days afforded to a man by God, but the quality and positive impact he makes on each soul he encounters on this journey called life.”

Continuing the Journey

In Loving Memory of 

"Gregory"

There are some souls who carry the very essence of heaven within them

— Gregory Grant was one of those souls.

He was the epitome of Christ in human form. Gregory seemed to know what you needed before you ever said a word.

He gave freely, spoke truthfully, and loved deeply. He never had to speak of his faith; his walk alone revealed who Christ is.

Whether you knew him for five minutes or fifteen years, you knew his love, you knew his faith, and you felt his care.

His presence was a place of comfort, his laughter contagious, and his devotion to family and community unwavering.

The impression he left on our hearts can never be measured or erased.

Together, Gregory and his beloved wife, Annette, began a simple yet powerful tradition

— collecting filled backpacks for children in need.

This shared act of love reflected their heart for service and their desire to meet both the seen and unseen needs of others.

And in his own special way, Gregory also gave beyond the ordinary — he made sure that every child

who wanted one had a basketball to play with and a Bible to grow with.

These weren’t just gifts; they were spiritual seeds — reflections of Christ’s joy, peace, and faith within him.

Each act was a living example of the fruits of the Spirit: love, kindness, and goodness flowing through his heart.

In lieu of flowers, we invite you to honor Gregory’s legacy by donating Backpacks, Basketballs, and Bibles 

— symbols of his compassion, generosity, and faith. 

Let us pick up the baton he carried so well and continue the work he started.

Please deliver all donations to:

Floyd A. Williams Funeral Home

490 Columbia Road, Boston, MA 02125

by Thursday, October 30th

You are also welcome to bring your gifts of love and legacy to his Celebration of Life.

As we gather to remember and celebrate Gregory, we ask that you wear shades of blue 

— his color of peace, strength, and steadfast love.

Together, let’s continue what Gregory began… one backpack, one basketball, and one Bible at a time.

For those who would like to further support Annette and the family during this time,

contributions may also be made through the official GoFundMe link below:

🔗 GoFundMe – The Gregory Grant Memorial Fund

https://gofund.me/1f06d382a

Your prayers, presence, and acts of kindness are deeply appreciated.

And it Goes On …..

As we carry Gregory’s legacy forward — one backpack, one basketball, one Bible at a time

— may we also carry his spirit of kindness, purpose, and unwavering faith.

His path reminds us that the choices we make, and the lives we touch, shape the legacy we leave behind.

In that spirit, we close with the timeless words of Robert Frost,

whose reflection reminds us of the beauty in the paths we choose and the courage it takes to walk our own way:

The Road Not Taken

By Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth; 

Then took the other, as just as fair, 

And having perhaps the better claim, 

Because it was grassy and wanted wear; 

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same, 

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black. 

Oh, I kept the first for another day! 

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back. 

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence: 

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I

—I took the one less traveled by, 

And that has made all the difference.