Roberto Roshaud Clemente Dixon was born April 22, 1980 to Robert Dixon and Mary Crutchfield. Affectionately known as Burdy he was the third child, his sister Raquel preceded him in death.
Burdy was raised by his Grandparents Leon and Josephine Dixon who both preceded him in death. He was educated in the St. Louis Public School system. At a young age any time you saw him you saw his basketball, which means you saw Shenea
(Nook) his personal driver to school, basketball practice, basketball games, let’s just say his designated driver. To know him was to love him, just ask his Aunt Jewell you could not tell her he was not her baby, or Rell his A1 from day one, his brother from another mother. Also, Kayla his little cousin that was more like his little sister. He was easy to love. Burdy was a Loving husband, father, son, brother, nephew, cousin and
friend. He was a great guy with a loving & caring spirit, he would give you the shirt off his back and would do anything for anybody.
He will truly be missed but thanks to his strong genes we will always see him in the faces of his children. Roberto and Amanda met at the age of 15 while in high school.
they suffered the loss of their first child to stillbirth. 21 years later they would marry and have two additional children. MaKaya and Roberto Jr. Tragically MaKaya was with her dad in a horrific accident on April 30, 2020, that claimed her life, and as fate would have it 20 days later Burdy also succumbed to his injuries he sustained during the accident and departed this life on May 24 the .. He leaves to cherish his memories His wife
Amanda his parents Mary Dixon, Robert & Julia Dixon his children Derion , Micheal, Tyler, Arihana, Imani, Gabrielle, Nyla, Reniah, Roberto Jr., Imani, Bacori, Taniyah, De’shon, , Imani, Jayden, Taylor, Kyri . His siblings Shamika, Derion, Anthony,
Latoya, Jamiela, Julisia and host of other relatives and friends.
In loving memory to my wonderful son Burdy
Of all the special gifts in life
However great or small
To have you as my son
Was the greatest gift of all.
A special time
A Special face
A special son
I can't replace,
With an aching heart
I whisper low
I miss you son
And love you so,
Loving mother Mary
I Miss You Always Brother
My heart has been left broken
since the day you had to go
and the memories I treasure dearly
are in the tears that still flow
You're in my thoughts every day
And that’s how it will always be for you may be up in Heaven now
But you'll always be with me
If only I could have the chance to see your face once more
Or to hear your voice one final time
Just like it was before
The day that Heaven calls for me
Will be a relief from, all this pain
I’ll run to you with open arms and we will meet again
Your sister Mika
Those special memories of you will always bring a smile.
If only we could have you back just like we use to do,
Those talks always meant so very much and never shall I forget
The fact that you're no longer here will always cause me pain forever in my heart
Take care of princess she needed you more than us… Until we meet again… Jhariya and I love and miss you both big bro RIH
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