“We are confident, I say, and would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the Lord.” (2 Corinthians 5:8)
Ambrose's Life Reflection
Ambrose Bishop, surrounded by his loving family, peacefully departed his earthly life to be with the Lord at 11:00 am on December 26, 2021, at Tidal Health Peninsula Regional Hospital in Salisbury Maryland.
Born July 10, 1937, in Snow Hill Maryland, Ambrose, affectionately known as “Big Boy,” was the son of the late Ambrose Bishop and Julia Emily Bishop Taylor. He was the eldest of three brothers and three sisters.
Ambrose established a relationship with the Lord at an early age. He was a member of Mt. Wesley United Methodist Church in Snow Hill Maryland. Every Sunday morning, Ambrose faithfully watched Bishop T.D. Jakes on the television. Ambrose found comfort in the Word of God.
Ambrose was educated in the Worcester County Public Schools. He was taught the trades of construction and entrepreneurship by his brother-in-law, Richard Edward Milbourne.
When his father died, Ambrose quickly became the man of the house. Ambrose started working at an early age. He helped his mother manage the farm and care for his brothers and sisters. Once married, he worked for Buddy Boys Chicken Factory, driving a cement truck for Cowger Brothers Concrete Company in Pocomoke City, Maryland. In 1972, he and his wife started their own construction company, Bishop Construction, Inc. Ambrose worked for Ocean City, Maryland, pouring concrete slabs, sidewalks, walls, etc. He worked for Jolly Rogers Amusement Park, pouring concrete driveways. Ambrose owned and operated the company until he retired in 2007. Ambrose became one of the first certified minority-owned concrete business owners on the Lower Eastern Shore. Ambrose had a generous soul and would offer employment to anyone in need of a job. His friendly mannerism and laughter made working very entertaining.
Ambrose was united in holy matrimony on August 22, 1966, to the love of his life of fifty-five (55) years, Bessie Mildred Mibourne. Ambrose and Bessie met at a neighbor’s house through mutual friends. Bessie was attracted to Ambrose because he was tall and handsome and had a sense of humor. They dated three years before he proposed. Together they shared a marriage of love, commitment, and respect for one another. When his Bessie became ill, although Ambrose was ill as well, he made sure care was provided for her.
Ambrose was the patriarch of the family, father to many, and he opened his home to anyone needing a place to live. Ambrose filled the house with memories passed on to future generations. Ambrose never was a talker, but all of it came alive when engaging in sports, card games, fishing with his son, and hunting with friends. He also had a love for rabbit dogs.
He leaves to cherish loving memories, his wife: Bessie Mildred (Milbourne) Bishop; two sons: Kevin Young and Ambrose Junior Bishop II (Janell); three daughters: Margaret Lloyd (Welton), Victoria Bishop and Bonnie Bishop; ten grandchildren and fifteen great-grandchildren; one brother: John Bishop; two sisters: Christine Bishop Marshall and Deborah Bishop Baines; and a host of extended relatives and friends.
Ambrose was preceded in death by his late parents, Ambrose Bishop and Julia Emily Bishop Taylor; son Craig Young, brother Henry Thomas Bishop and sister Margaret Bishop Williams.
"To My Dear and Loving Husband:
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by his wife, than thee;
If ever a wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay.
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persevere
That when we live no more, we may live ever."
Your loving wife,
Today is the day
You've waited for so long.
Oh, how we wish this was a dream.
Yesterday you seemed so strong.
You're going home to Jesus.
Your eyes are homeward bound.
Our hearts shattered into pieces,
But we didn't make a sound.
In our Father's house are many mansions.
We know that to be true.
It hurts so much to say goodbye,
But it's what we now must do.
We held your hand so tightly.
How could we ever let you go?
We softly whispered in your ear
How much we loved you so.
You're going home to Jesus.
Daddy, you don't have to be tough anymore.
We promise to be strong for you,
Til we see you again upon that golden shore.
Kevin, Margaret, (Welton) Victoria, Ambrose, (Janell) Bonnie
Heaven Couldn’t Wait
Thank you for the time that you gave us Pop. We appreciate it so much.
Having you as our grandfather, was more than just good luck.
Although you were a quiet man, your silence spoke volumes.
Even though you pretended to be “asleep” in that black chair,
Seeing you there made us feel safe, at ease, and gave a warmth beyond compare.
We guess that Heaven couldn’t wait for a grandfather such as you.
Thank you for being our “Pop!”
You were great. We will always love and miss you.