Gregory Alton Blackwell

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Gregory Alton Blackwell, 50, of Jefferson City, passed away Saturday, February 6, 2021, at his residence.

He was born on April 19, 1970, in Jefferson City, the son of the late Lonnie Clarence and Sharon Ann (Crocker) Blackwell.

Gregory worked in the kitchen at First Baptist Church.

He enjoyed music, riding his bike, and playing video games. He loved just being with his family.

He is survived by his mother, Sharon Blackwell, Jefferson City; two brothers, Darrell Blackwell and Douglas (Kathy) Blackwell, all of Jefferson City.

He was preceded in death by his father.

Memorials are suggested to Dulle-Trimble Funeral Home, to help with funeral expenses.

Dulle-Trimble Funeral Home is in charge of arrangements.

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  1. My deepest heartfelt sympathies go out to the family . Greg and I went to school together , hadn’t seen him in years but so sorry the family is going through all this loss so close together

  2. Sending prayers for my brother in law and my in-laws as I know he’s still flying high. My heart goes out to Sharon as it had to be hard to deal with losing her husband and son in law so close to each other.

  3. Love and miss you uncle greg. You waited years for me to come home from prison so we could continue where we left off, enjoying just being alive, free and weird. Hanging out , we always could relate like nobody else, understood what really matters instead of material possessions while other didn’t understand how we were so happy with nothing. We had everything that mattered, most people don’t realize what that is until its too late, when its just memories. Kills me you and Grandpa both gone in a 2 week span, right at the very end of sentence too. Still struggling to deal with my sister dying unexpectedly a month from her birthday, just 23. Extremely unlikely to happen caught off guard completely so it really did severely alter me. I don’t know if I’ll ever feel happiness again. Just something else thats been taken, forever just memories. Damn man it sucks… Maybe we will meet again one day. Miss y’all for real I feel so alone.


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