Chronicled in the records of the historic settlement of Lower Deadman's Cay, Long Island, on the 27th October, 1934,
Freeman and Mary Cartwright welcomed the sixth child of ten and gave him the name Freeman Edward. He grew up
under the watchful eye and guidance of his parents, and received strong discipline and Christian value. He successfully
embraced the education afforded at the M. G. N Major All-Age School.

Time to Work
Migrating to New Providence at a tender age of eighteen, he soon became gainfully employed at Nassau Food Store,
owned and operated by Sir Stafford Sands. After ten years of service, the establishment was sold to new management,
City Meat Market. There he served faithful as a butcher for fifty one years. He retired in 2005.

Time to Love
In 1958, he met, courted and in 1959 married the young vibrant Esther Jemima Henfield. Together they upheld the
dignity of marital life for fifty three years. This union produced three children. Freeman was a dutiful, dedicated provider
for his family and raised them as he was raised. He was raised and christened in the Anglican Church. In 1966,
he joined the congregation of First Baptist Church. He became a Deacon and faithfully supported financially in regular
attendance.
Time
As a member of the Grand United Odd Fellows, he dutifully supported the Organization until his demise.

Time to Die
His health began to creep on in January 2013 after receiving medical attention and the report that he was diagnosed with
Diabetes. He was admitted in Hospital in February and after two weeks, he returned home. Little improvement was
evident. Soon, he continued to complain of shortness of breath. In all of his illness, he seldom complained. Continually,
he spoke of his trust and faith in God, and stated that he was ready to go home. "There's nothing between my Soul and
my Saviour" were his constant words. He had his mind fixed on his eternal home. His son, Richard, had the dutiful task
to give him regular baths and to those services he stated, "All of this will soon be over." Referring to his son Richie, he
said "I never had the privilege to bathe my father. He requested for Richie to call his son Halie, "I have something to say
to him." After each bath, he told Richie that God would bless him. Monday night, 15th April, he asked for Halie again
and he then asked for Rev. Wilkinson to pray for him. Due to the lateness of the hour, he requested that his beloved wife
read and sing. She read, sang and prayed with him. On Tuesday morning, he wanted to know what day it was. He continued
to inquire about which day it was because he expected his son Halie to come. After giving him his final change
for the night, he drifted off. Thinking he was asleep, I retired for the night. I stood in shock later to realize that we was
not sleeping but in a coma, of which he never recovered. He died Friday 19th April, at 8:38 a.m.