Whether you knew him as Darryl, Count, Mr. Hall, or Moses Manson I’m sure he left an indelible mark on you every time you interacted with him. I knew him as Dad but he was a Father, Brother, Son, and friend to so many. The design is not always understood but it is accepted. His time on this earth has unfortunately come to an end however his legacy will live on through every laugh you had, every picture you took, every conversation you had. He is survived by his mother, my sisters, his granddaughter, his ex-wife, and myself. Darryl's passing was unexpected, and we are all regionally separated between Houston, Atlanta, Fayetteville, & Pittsburgh/New Orleans. The financial burden of giving him the arrangements he deserves will be a tremendous strain, especially on the Matriarch of our family, Mother Harris. Our arrangements will be expedited, however, I do plan on doing an annual event for him in the future to allow all those that will miss this home going to pay their respects. We are asking that if you are willing and able please help us send the ONE AND ONLY Darryl “ Carl, Count, Moses Manson” Hall in high respect and Dignity. Forever may we funk in his name.
